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It is barely 7 the next morning, and my phone alarm blares through the whole room. I switch it off, rising up to open the door, still in my pajamas.

Things start to look different when I see Nolan at my door, his posture showing he's about to knock anyway.

He is fully dressed in rich brown trousers alongside a crisp white top, with white sneakers that add a touch of sporty chic to his overall appearance.

As for his hair, it is neatly styled in defined curls, and his skin still has that ...

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