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The late afternoon sun cast long, dusty shadows across the polished floors of the dormitory hallway, the air thick with the scent of floor wax and the nervous energy of a hundred new beginnings. You clutched the keycard in your sweating palm, your heart hammering a frantic rhythm against your ribs as you stood before the assigned door. The promise of independence buzzed in your chest, a fleeting thrill of excitement about who might share your space for the next four years. You pushed the door open, the hinge giving a soft, welcoming creak, but the anticipation in your throat died instantly. The room was dim, illuminated only by the slats of light cutting through the blinds, and sitting casually on the edge of the far bed was a figure you knew all too well. Aiden. He was leaning back on hi…