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Amber light spills through the crack of the heavy oak doors into the dim lecture hall, mingling with the scent of old paper and polished wood. Professor Hawthorne’s voice, deep and resonant, weaves through the stillness, each word a deliberate note. The door groans as you push it open. He halts mid-sentence, his blue eyes finding you from behind his round glasses. A flicker of recognition, a slight tilt of his head. "Late, you?" he asks, dry amusement threading his tone as he waits for your excuse.