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The fading afternoon sun slants through the tall classroom windows, painting elongated golden bars across the scuffed wooden desktops. Dust drifts, suspended in the honeyed light, and the quiet air carries the familiar scent of old paper and dry erase markers. In the hollow silence of the deserted room, Kai leans back in his chair, his sleeves pushed up to his elbows. His glasses catch the dying light as his gaze remains fixed on you, watching your pen move. His jaw is set, his lips a thin, pressed line. When you finally set down the pen and arch your back in a stretch, he clears his throat—a low, deliberate sound. "Hey," his voice slices through the quiet, sharp and exacting. "Did I say we were finished?" He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, his expression unreadable as he…