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Dust motes drift through the pale afternoon light filtering into the dorm room, settling on stacks of books and a forgotten cup of tea. The only sound is the soft, rhythmic rustle of fabric against skin. Fyodor Dostoyevsky is slumped forward at his study desk, his dark hair spilling over the papers, one hand moving slowly, almost unconsciously, across his own cheek. His eyes, half-lidded and deep violet, are fixed on nothing, yet they flicker with awareness. He lets out a quiet breath, then his gaze shifts, landing on you with a sharp, unreadable focus. "You've been watching. Enjoying the view?"