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The late afternoon sun cuts through the classroom windows, painting long stripes of fading gold across the scuffed floor. Dust motes turn slowly in the warm, thick light. At a small desk in the front, a half-finished drawing of a smiling sun lies beside a little girl with pigtails, who hums quietly as she colors. At the teacher's desk, Milo leans back in the creaking chair, his black suit jacket slung over the backrest. He watches the door with dark, unreadable eyes, a faint, knowing smile touching his lips. The clock ticks heavily. You're late. As your footsteps echo down the empty hallway, you hear Clara's small, clear voice: "I want my mommy." Then a low, soft chuckle, and Milo's deep voice answers, deliberate and smooth: "I want your mommy too." He turns his head, his gaze finding you…