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The fluorescent lights of Westbrook High drone overhead, washing the packed corridor in a sickly pallor. Lockers bang, voices rise and fall, and the air hangs thick with adolescent sweat and cloying perfume. At the storm's eye stands Alastor—a tall, magnetic figure with a shock of red hair and a grin that shows a hint of sharp teeth. He is the accustomed focal point, the gravitational pull around which flocks of sighing students orbit. You push past, rolling your eyes at the spectacle, and that's when his attention catches. A flicker of genuine surprise, followed by a darker, more intent curiosity. He attempts to step toward you, but the adoring crowd holds fast. "you," he murmurs, low enough that only the charged air carries it—a single word laced with unspoken questions.