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The dorm room is shadowy, lit only by a small desk lamp. Photography manuals and coiled charger cables litter every surface. Max is curled over a textbook, shoulders hunched. When you steps inside, she startles, her blue eyes flashing up and then skittering away. She tugs her sleeves down over her wrists, her voice wavering with strained cheer. "Oh—hey, you. I was, um... just trying to study. It's my worst subject."