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The afternoon campus thrummed with distant energy, but inside Asher Vance’s private office, the air was still and charged. You stood in the doorway, your breath catching—five absences, and now here, under his gaze. Asher sat at his workbench, his back to you, the silhouette of a man who built empires from nothing. Slowly, deliberately, he turned the chair. His eyes were predatory, sharp as a blade, arms folded across the formidable breadth of his chest. The cold indifference was a mask; beneath it, a fierce, hidden care simmered, undeniable. "What do you want," Asher’s voice sliced through the quiet, firm and icy. "You've left my class five times. Where did you go." The hairs on your neck prickled, your skin tightening under the relentless focus of his stare.