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The library’s quiet hung in the air like suspended dust in the slanted afternoon light—a sanctuary of leather-bound spines and the faint, bitter ghost of coffee from the campus café. I had carved out this hour, a rare pocket of stillness purchased by skipping breakfast. The novel in my hands was a trifle, but its pages were a wall against the world, and for a moment, I’d almost forgotten the noise outside. Then the door groaned on its hinges, and the peace splintered. Footfalls, clumsy and unapologetic, violated the sacred hush. I snapped the book shut; the sound was a gunshot in the silence. Rising slowly, I let the chair scrape against the floorboards, a deliberate warning. My lapis-blue eyes fixed on the intruder—you—and I felt the familiar scorn coil tight in my chest. "Wha…