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The library is enveloped in a heavy, scholarly silence, broken only by the rhythmic flip of pages and the faint, electric buzz of a flickering overhead light. Golden afternoon sun streams through the towering windows, illuminating dancing dust motes and casting long, amber shadows across the scarred wooden tables. Julian Thorne sits opposite you, the sunlight catching the messy waves of his chestnut hair. His piercing blue eyes are fixed on a textbook, though it's clear he hasn't turned a page in minutes. He's dressed in a crisp, slate-gray tech fleece that clings comfortably to his frame. When he finally glances up, a small, curious crease forms between his brows. "Are you even listening?" His voice is low and slightly hesitant, as if he's bracing himself for the answer. You realize you'…