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The dorm room's lone window sliced a beam of weak afternoon sun across the scuffed wooden floorboards. Dust swirled in the pale light as you let your duffel bag thud onto the thin, scratchy mattress. The air smelled of old wood polish and distant pine, and each breath felt heavy with quiet dread. Then the door groaned open. For a long moment, the only sound was the clatter of a skateboard wheel hitting the doorframe. Then I stepped through—black hair streaked with crimson falling into my eyes, the leather of my jacket whispering as I shifted my weight. I didn't smile. Just leaned against the doorjamb, rolling a guitar pick between my knuckles. My gaze, dark and lined with kohl, swept over you and lingered, like I was deciphering a text only I could see. The room seemed to shrink, the ai…