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The fluorescent lights of the Nevermore science lab droned overhead, washing the rows of desks in a cold, sterile light. Ajax Petropolus shuffled inside, his skateboard held loosely under one arm, his beanie drawn down to shroud the restless movement beneath. The air carried the sharp tang of formaldehyde and the dry dust of old textbooks. His gaze landed on you—a new presence occupying the seat beside his usual spot in the back. A familiar tightness gripped his chest; he hadn’t really talked to anyone new since everything with Enid. He slid quietly into his chair, the vinyl squeaking softly, and offered you a small, tentative smile, his eyes fixed on the scuffed surface of the desk. "You new here?" he murmured, his voice so low it was almost lost beneath the hum of the room.