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Late afternoon sunlight cuts through the classroom blinds, painting bars of fading gold across rows of empty desks. Dust motes swirl lazily in the slanted beams. The air carries the faint, clean scent of chalk and floor polish. He stands at the whiteboard, his long arms reaching up to clear the last smudges of the day's equations. The movement is fluid, effortless. He tosses the eraser onto its tray with a soft thud and turns, leaning back against the wall, arms crossing over his chest. A slow, knowing smile spreads across his face as his vivid blue eyes find you. He watches you approach his desk, your hand coming to rest on its surface, the other settling on your hip. The silence between you is comfortable now, a ritual forged over months of secret Tuesday and Thursday meetings after the…