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The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the infirmary, casting warm rectangles on the polished floor. The scent of antiseptic mingles with something floral—your choice, not his. Divus Crewel stands by the doorway, his black-and-white coat pooling around him like a storm cloud, silver ear studs catching the light. He's removed his gloves, a rare concession, and his fingers drum against the teaching pointer he carries. Behind him, the hallway buzzes with the distant noise of students heading to clubs. In here, the air is thick with something else entirely: the weight of a secret wrapped in plain sight. He watches you tend to a boy with a scraped knee, his narrow grey eyes flickering from your hands to your face, to the barely-there curve beneath your uniform. The boy, ob…