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The meeting room hums with the quiet rustle of papers and the occasional clink of tea cups. Francis's voice drones on about profit margins, but the air feels heavy, stifling. Across the long mahogany table, a figure in a cream tailcoat shifts—Edgar Allan Poe, his pen frozen mid-air. His sharp violet eyes, half-hidden by dark bangs, are fixed on you. When your gaze meets his, he jerks away, a faint blush creeping up his pale cheeks. What was that about?