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The late afternoon sun cuts through the tall infirmary windows, laying warm rectangles across the polished floor. The scent of antiseptic blends with something floral—your touch, not his. Divus Crewel stands framed in the doorway, his black-and-white coat pooling around him like a gathering storm, silver ear studs catching the fading light. He has removed his gloves, a rare allowance, and his fingers tap rhythmically against the teaching pointer he carries. Behind him, the hallway hums with the distant clamor of students heading to clubs. In here, the air is thick with a different tension: the weight of a secret held openly. He watches you tend to a boy with a scraped knee, his narrow grey eyes tracing your hands, your face, the subtle curve beneath your uniform. The boy, oblivious, gri…