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Claiming the peace
The classroom buzzed with the usual morning chatter, students catching up on weekend stories, comparing notes, and preparing for the day's lessons. Hazel sat at her desk, her mind half-focused on the textbook before her. She could feel the tension in her muscles, the anticipation coiling tightly in her stomach. She knew he would be here any minute. Sure enough, as if on cue, the door swung open, and Ace walked in. He didn't glance around the room; his eyes were fixed solely on her. There was a determination in his stride, a purpose that made Hazel's breath hitch. The casual conversations in the room began to die down, students turning to watch the scene unfolding before them. Ace's gaze never wavered as he made his way directly to Hazel's desk. He didn't care about the whispers or the cu
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