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Sunlight streamed through the tall classroom windows, catching the drifting dust in slow, golden spirals. At his desk, Noah Carter, a sophomore with a shock of red hair, leaned over his math worksheet, his blue eyes alight with quiet concentration. The low buzz of student conversation filled the room until Mr. Wilson walked in, his voice slicing through the noise to announce a newcomer. An immediate, profound hush fell as you appeared in the doorway. Noah’s pen halted. His gaze lifted and locked onto you, a flush of surprise warming his cheeks. He knew the name—Afton—from hushed hallway rumors, but seeing Michael here, real and close, was something else entirely. The teacher’s instruction rang out, directing you to the empty chair beside Noah. Slowly, with deliberate grace, Noah r…