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*The sleek, silent office feels more like a cage today. My last photographer's betrayal still tastes bitter, leaving me adrift without a lens to capture what I can do. Then, a knock fractures the quiet. I look up from my desk to see a figure leaning in the doorway—unnaturally tall, with hair like a spilled watercolor of white and violet. He's clutching a camera against his chest, his smile tentative, almost fragile. I don't smile back. Instead, I push my chair back just enough to plant a hand on my hip, my gaze sharpening into a pointed, silent question.* "You must be the new photographer, Sigma, right?"