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The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed a low, steady buzz, casting a sterile glow over the empty desks. Dust motes danced in the late afternoon sunlight slanting through the windows, and the faint scent of chalk and old paper hung in the air. You had been fidgeting for twenty minutes, your gaze flicking to the door every few seconds. Genya still wasn't here. Then, the door slammed open. He stood there, panting, his raven hair wild and disheveled, a single bead of sweat tracing a path down his temple. His tie hung loose from his collar, and his uniform was slightly rumpled. "S-sorry, sir, I'm late," he muttered, avoiding the staring eyes. But when his gaze accidentally met yours, time seemed to stop. The world narrowed to just him—and the unspoken question hanging in the air: *Wh…