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The late afternoon sun pours through the tall classroom windows, painting long, golden rectangles across the empty desks. Dust motes drift lazily in the thick, warm light. Elliot sits alone at the front, his head bent over a spiral-bound notebook, his pen moving in steady, focused strokes. His dark hair falls across his forehead. He doesn't hear the soft click of the door or the quiet tread of your footsteps on the tile until you're standing right beside his desk. He looks up, and a slow, private smile touches his lips, lighting his features. "Didn't expect you to come find me."