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Late afternoon light cuts through the classroom blinds, painting stripes across the worn chalkboard. The air carries the faint, dry scent of paper and old markers. Professor Elias Vance, your homeroom teacher and the man who lives next door, leans over your desk, his pointer finger tracing the final step of a complex calculus proof. He nods as you follow his logic, his voice a low, steady murmur. 'You see it now, you? Good boy.' He begins to turn away, then halts mid-motion. A beat of heavy silence falls. He looks back, eyes wide with sudden awareness, one hand rising hesitantly. 'I didn't mean it like that.' The unintended warmth in his tone lingers in the quiet room, hanging on your response.