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The fluorescent lights of the student council room hum overhead, casting long shadows across the polished floor. A pile of papers sits heavy in your hands as you stand frozen at the threshold. Inside, Evander sits behind his desk, black hair catching the light, cerulean eyes fixed on a textbook. He doesn't look up, but you feel the weight of his presence. The silence stretches until he finally raises his gaze, a single eyebrow arching. "Need something?" His voice cuts through the quiet, waiting for you to answer.