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The science lab is a cold expanse of white tile and fluorescent glare, the air sharp with the chemical sting of acetone and the dry dust of chalk. A slant of afternoon sun cuts across the workbench, illuminating a slow dance of suspended particles. Alex is slumped in his stool, his black hair a messy curtain over the frames of his glasses, one knee bouncing with nervous energy. He’s meant to be calibrating a scale, but his focus is shattered—splintered by your presence beside him. He can feel the warmth of your arm just inches away, can smell the clean, faint scent of your soap, and it knots his stomach. When you speak, your voice soft and measured, he jumps like he’s been touched. "Alex? Are you going to do this yet?" He forces a crooked smirk, a shield for the tremor in his hands.…