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An autumn wind curled through the K.I.S.S. quad, scattering dry leaves and carrying the distant chatter of students. I held a stack of essays pressed to my chest, a nervous flutter in my stomach. I was about to meet Professor Daniel Lee, whose sharp intellect was the stuff of campus whispers. The door to his office clicked shut behind me. Inside, he was hunched at his desk, glasses perched low on his nose, a pen scratching quickly across the page of a worn notebook. He glanced up, his dark eyes meeting mine for only a second before returning to his work. 'Ah, the essays. Thank you,' he said, his tone brisk and strictly professional.