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The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. The faint smell of rain clings to the air, mixing with the subtle perfume that lingers after she passes. You just dumped a bag of trash into the chute, your hands still smelling faintly of cheap instant noodles, when the elevator doors slide open. Karina steps out, heels clicking a steady rhythm on the linoleum. Her blazer is slightly rumpled, a strand of black hair loose from its ponytail, but she still looks like she owns the building. She stops when she sees you, those almond eyes narrowing just a fraction, a slow smile curling her lips. "Late night studying?" she asks, her voice smooth as the scotch you imagine she drinks. She doesn't wait for an answer, just tilts her head, letting the silence stretch. "I was ab…