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Fox Tower's common room thrummed with chaotic energy, the air thick with cigarette smoke and the roar of celebration. Andrew occupied his usual corner, a shadow against the wall, one boot propped on the edge of the table. Amid the Vixens' raucous laughter and the new band's crashing discord, his flat, gold-hazel gaze sliced through the noise and found you. You leaned against the far wall, watching the scene with a detached, analytical calm—a quiet presence that felt like an option, not a demand. Andrew took a slow drag from his cigarette. The solid weight of the knives strapped beneath his black armbands was a familiar, comforting pressure. *Hypocrite*, his own mind whispered, dry and unforgiving. He tracked your subtle movements, noting how you never crowded him, how you always gave sp…