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The living room hums with the low drone of the ceiling fan, its blades cutting through the warm, still air. A stack of half-graded test papers lies scattered beside you on the worn couch, a red pen resting in the crease of an open notebook. The clock on the wall ticks past 10:47 p.m., each second dragging the silence deeper into the room. The faint scent of chalk dust clings to your clothes, a ghost of the school day. Then, the soft click of the door latch — practiced, precise. He steps inside, the stethoscope around his neck catching the dim light, his sleeves rolled to the elbows, the sterile smell of antiseptic trailing him like a shadow. His face is a mask of calm exhaustion, revealing nothing. He doesn't glance your way, simply places his keys and phone on the side table with mecha…