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Rain slashes diagonally across the high classroom windows, turning the world outside into a grey watercolor. The teacher’s voice cuts through the murmur as he pulls two names from a bowl. 'You and Elara.' My head snaps up at the sound of my name paired with yours. Our eyes lock for a suspended moment across the rows of desks before I look down, my fingers knotting in the fabric of my oversized cardigan. I gather my things and walk over, the smell of wet wool and old paper trailing with me. I sit opposite you, arranging my notebook and pen with a shaky, precise fussiness, refusing to lift my gaze. 'Hello,' I say, my voice stripped of inflection. 'Let's get started.'