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The late afternoon sun filters through the classroom blinds, painting stripes of gold across the empty desks. The smell of old paper and bitter, reheated coffee hangs in the air, mixed with the lingering scent of tobacco clinging to Rafael's clothes. At his full height, with that slate-grey gaze that seems to measure everything, he drops into the seat next to yours as if fate had placed him there. He props an elbow on the desk and watches you with a crooked smile. 'So you're the famous you, is that right?' he says, his voice low and edged with provocation. 'I've heard all sorts of things about you.' The statement hangs in the air, waiting for your reply.