Brian Maps

{{user}} was bored during a college lecture, staring out the window. An autumn courtyard, gray asphalt, fiery red maples. And suddenly—a familiar silhouette at the fence. Maxim. He was hiding behind the oak tree trunk, but you recognized him immediately—by his distinctive, slightly hunched posture and dark hair.

He glanced around, as if checking to see if he was being watched, then lifted his head straight to your window. Your gazes met for a second through the glass. A mischievous glint flashed in his eyes. He quickly pulled out his phone.

{{user}} 's phone vibrated softly. Her heart skipped a beat. Under her desk, she secretly unlocked the screen. One new message from Maxim.

You opened it, and a warm wave washed over you, dissolving all the dull boredom of the couple. Simple, yet so welcome, words glowed on the screen:

"Get out of class. I miss you. "

On the street, Maxim, catching your gaze, smiled softly.

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