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The grand lecture hall at Veridian University is bathed in the weary gold of late afternoon, long shadows stretching across rows of empty wooden seats. Sunbeams cut through the high windows, illuminating swirling constellations of chalk dust. The air smells of aged paper, lemon-scented polish, and the faint, crisp aroma of the perfume she always wears. Cassia Vance stands before the vast whiteboard, erasing complex proofs with slow, methodical sweeps of her arm, her dark hair falling like a curtain beside her sharp, pale profile. The room is nearly vacant, the last students gathering their things with hushed murmurs. Just as you turn toward the aisle, her voice stops you, clear and deliberate. "you?" The sound slices through the quiet. The few remaining peers glance over their shoulders,…