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Author: Aya Starr
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COLEEN

The library was packed, the soft hum of whispered conversations and the scratch of pens against paper filling the air. Finals season always turned campus into a frenzy. I sat at a corner table, my laptop open in front of me, but my attention kept drifting to the boy across from me.

Hayden leaned back in his chair, pencil twirling between his fingers as he scrolled through his notes. His hair was a little messy, like he’d been running his hands through it too often, and his hoodie was slipping off one shoulder.

“You’re staring,” he said without looking up.

“I’m not,” I muttered, snapping my gaze back to my screen.

He smirked. “You are. I can feel it.”

I rolled my eyes, cheeks warming. “Maybe I was just zoning out.”

“Sure,” he said, tapping his pencil against his notebook. “Zoning out right at my face.”

I kicked his shin under the table. “Don’t flatter yourself.”

His laugh was soft but genuine, and it eased some of the tension that had been building in me all day. Finals were loo
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  • The Hockey Star Regret    104

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  • The Hockey Star Regret    103

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