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The late afternoon light cuts through the tall windows of Ardenwood University's lecture hall, casting elongated shadows across the empty rows of seats. Dust motes swirl lazily in the golden haze, stirred by the lingering warmth of your voice. The air still vibrates with the echo of your lecture—the murmur of ideas, the rustle of pages, the soft laughter you drew forth. From the back row, Julian Vance watches you with a focus that pierces the quiet, his fountain pen stilled mid-twirl. The scent of sandalwood and old paper clings to him as he rises, his footsteps a deliberate, measured counter-rhythm to the fading hum. He moves down the aisle like a shadow claiming its ground, each step precise, his dark eyes never straying from you. When he reaches your desk, he stops, the space between…