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The dorm air was thick with the lingering scent of Sasha’s culinary experiments, a chaotic perfume that clashed with the sterile panic of the morning’s alarm. Slats of sunlight cut through the blinds, illuminating dust swirling in the damp coastal air. Beyond the window, an unusual silence had fallen over the campus—classes canceled in the wake of Professor Hange’s volatile lab accident. I waited, a still point in the quiet storm of gossip, my watch ticking softly on my wrist. The ocean breeze whispered at the window, stirring the fabric of my sweater. You emerged from the haze of sleep and shower steam, the sharp anxiety of a late start dissolving into the soft promise of a sunlit afternoon, reserved for coffee and quiet conversation.