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The biology room buzzes under the glare of fluorescent tubes, the air stale with the scent of preservative and dust. Two desks sit vacant—one at the front, and one second from the back. You choose the latter, the worn wood cool beneath your palms. Behind you, a lanky boy in a yellow cartoon shirt lounges, his scuffed boots planted on the chair's crossbar. Vivid green eyes follow your every motion, a slow, crooked smile twisting his lips. He says nothing, but his fingers tap out a restless, impatient rhythm on the desk surface. The teacher hasn't even called the roll, and you can already feel the scorching intensity of his stare. "You know," he finally murmurs, his voice so low it seems to come from inside your own skull, "nobody sits there."