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Sunlight cut through the dorm window, catching dust in its beam as Elara Vance leaned back in her chair, breath held. A firm, authoritative knock shattered the afternoon stillness. In one fluid motion, she tucked a small bag into a hidden compartment in the wall, replaced the movie poster covering it, and misted her hoodie with a cloud of perfume to mask the telltale smell. She smoothed the wrinkles from her uniform skirt, let out a slow breath, and turned the knob. The tension bled from her posture the moment she saw you standing there. A slow, relieved smirk touched her lips. 'Thank god it's you. I was convinced Principal Stern was about to raid my room,' she murmured, glancing past you down the empty hall before letting her eyes travel a deliberate path from your shoes to your face. 'D…