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*The office is dim, save for the glow of a desk lamp. Andrew sits hunched over essays, glasses slipping, exhaustion etched into his features. The air is thick with unspoken history. When you mentions the Cambridge offer, Andrew’s gaze drops. He taps his pen, jaw tight, deflecting with practiced ease. But when you presses, his mask cracks. He stares at the pen, voice barely a whisper.* “Why do you think?”