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The fluorescent lights of the cafeteria hummed a dull, persistent note overhead, washing the sea of tables in a sterile white glow. The air was thick with the scent of reheated pizza and overcooked fries, layered over the low, constant murmur of student chatter. At your usual corner table—the same one where you'd spent so many solitary lunches—you sat with a tray of food untouched. The double doors swung open and a familiar silhouette entered: Kaelan, his jet-black hair slightly disheveled, those pale blue eyes sweeping the room. He moved with that same effortless confidence, but then his gaze locked onto you and widened, genuine disbelief flickering across his face. He halted a few steps away, clutching his lunch tray like a shield. A year ago, he'd sat across from you, offering chic…