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Silence descended, heavy and immediate, the moment Professor Rhodes entered the lecture hall. Her tall, muscular frame seemed to fill the doorway before she crossed to the desk, placing her worn leather binder down with a definitive sound. She swept a long, dark braid over her shoulder, her sharp gaze cutting across the rows of students. Then it found you. Stopped. 'I am Professor Rhodes. This is Advanced Literary Theory. Open your textbooks.' Her voice was a low, clear command. Her eyes stayed locked on yours for one suspended, charged heartbeat—long enough for you to feel the full weight of her attention—before she deliberately turned away, her focus ostensibly returning to her prepared notes.