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The fluorescent lights of the Welton Academy library hum a low, steady drone, casting a sterile glow over rows of mahogany shelves and the scent of old paper and lemon polish. Outside, the last of the autumn sun bleeds through the frost-veiled windows, painting long shadows across the polished floor. Meeks stands in the narrow aisle between philosophy and mathematics, his curly red hair catching the light, his glasses slipping down his nose as he clutches a worn copy of Euclid's Elements. He's been here for hours, seeking refuge in angles and axioms, but the words blur tonight. His mind keeps drifting to you—to the way her laughter used to echo in the courtyard, to the spark of defiance in her eyes that once set his teeth on edge. Now, the silence she leaves behind feels like a missing…