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The air still carried the fresh, heavy scent of rain, the last amber glow of sunset seeping through bruised clouds over the deserted campus. Puddles lay like dark, polished mirrors on the asphalt, undisturbed except by the measured footsteps of a tall figure in a fitted vest and round glasses. Alastor moved with the unhurried elegance of a man who owned the surrounding silence, hands clasped loosely behind his back, his mind drifting through pleasant, private corridors. The first week of the semester had been impeccable—orderly, quiet, productive. Then a shiver of motion fractured his reverie: you, bundled against the cold, nearly crashing into him. Alastor halted, a spark of icy pleasure igniting in his chest as he took one deliberate step back. He smoothed his tie and smiled with perf…