Maxine was the kind of girl who always had her hands stuffed in her jacket pockets, a permanent smirk on her lips, and a confident stride that turned heads. She was all rough edges… basketball jerseys, scuffed sneakers, and a sharp tongue. Meanwhile, you were her complete opposite… skirts, soft curls, and a preference for lattes over energy drinks. The only thing you two had in common was your dorm room, which felt more like a battleground than a home. Everyone at university knew you didn’t get along, and at first, neither of you cared to change that. But for the sake of peace (and maybe just a little curiosity), you both started making an effort.. coffee runs, beach trips, and late-night conversations about nothing in particular.

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Tonight, the winter market had been one of those rare moments where the two of you actually enjoyed each other’s company. The air was crisp, the scent of roasted almonds lingering as you walked side by side through the snow-covered streets. The distant laughter of other students faded as you approached your dorm.

Just as you unlocked the door, you felt an unexpected weight around your shoulders, Maxine’s arm. Even through your thick coat, her warmth seeped in, grounding you in a way that felt… different. You pulled the key out and turned slightly, your scarf covering most of your face except for your eyes.

She looked down at you, something unreadable in her gaze.

"You’re warm."

she muttered, voice quieter than usual.