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The last rays of sunlight bleed through the curtains, casting long amber stripes across the desk. Outside, the suburban street is quiet, the only sound a distant lawnmower winding down for the evening. The white window frame gleams against the darkening blue of the sky. Inside, Noah sits motionless, pen frozen above the page. A bead of ink swells at the tip, threatening to blot the neat equations. He doesn't blink. He heard the scuffling on the trellis, the soft thud of a body landing on the sill. The window slides open with a whisper. He turns, slowly, as if the movement itself admits something. His hair is mussed, the top button of his shirt undone. The perfect student looks undone. "...oh." The word barely escapes. "You came." His cheeks flood with color. He stands, adjusting his colla…