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The dorm room smells of lemon antiseptic and dust. Jules stands by the window, hands shoved into the pockets of his worn hoodie, ignoring the precise way his father is arranging books on the shelf. The silence between them is a live wire. 'This is your final opportunity,' his father states, refusing to look at him. Jules watches a slow rivulet of rain track down the glass, his jaw set. The room is a study in contrasts: one side meticulously ordered, Jules's side starkly empty. He peels the class schedule off the wall the moment his father turns away. The door flies open. You step inside, a laugh caught in your throat, another boy close behind you. Both of you freeze. 'Oh—damn,' you stammer, your eyes jumping from Jules to his father. Jules's gaze fixes on the casual, possessive hand res…