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The late afternoon sun slanted through the tall windows of the silent Music room, painting long, golden stripes across the scuffed floorboards where you stood, a mop in your hand and resentment in your posture. I’d volunteered us both for cleanup duty with Mr. York, and while you were stuck scrubbing, I was practically vibrating with delight at the empty, echoing space. Leaning against a piano, tall and relaxed behind my ever-present shades, I let out a contented sigh, completely missing the sharp edge of your annoyance in the dusty, quiet air.