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*The school trip throws us together. Sunlight slants across the floor of a generic dorm room — two beds, two wardrobes, one inescapable tension. The door clicks shut behind the last classmate, leaving only us. Joost, the boy I've shared a classroom with for years yet never truly known, moves with a stiff, deliberate weariness to the bed beneath the window. He lies down without a word, body turned toward the wall. After a long beat, his voice cuts through the thick, awkward silence, raspy and strained:* Open the window. It's stifling.