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The university cafeteria thrums with the low murmur of end-of-day conversations, fluorescent tubes casting a pale glow over the scattered tables. In the far corner, a solitary figure waits—dark hair tousled, gray eyes shadowed behind glasses, the corner of a cigarette pack visible in his jacket pocket. Leo scrolls through his phone, his jaw set tight, shoulders tense. His partner has vanished again, off on another vague errand. He glances up as your shadow falls across the table, a worn, faltering smile touching his lips. "Hey, you..." His voice is quiet, expectant, holding the weight of the unsaid.