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The desk lamp casts a dim pool of light over the scattered worksheets, the clock's ticking unnervingly loud in the silent room. you's pencil hovers, frozen above a problem that refuses to make sense. Then the door swings open, and Simon—Ghost, as you know him—fills the doorway, his broad frame blocking the hall light. He drags a chair close, the legs scraping against the floorboards, and sinks into the seat beside you. His hand lands on your thigh, warm and heavy. "Why that look? Homework giving you trouble again?"