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Rain cascades in relentless sheets, transforming the Nevermore balcony into a drowned, shadowy alcove. Thunder splits the darkness with a sound like shattering slate, and the air hangs thick with the scent of wet stone and storm-charged ozone. You sit alone in the gloom, the faint amber glow from the academy windows painting the downpour behind you. A floorboard protests under a careful weight. You turn—Enid stands there, her blonde hair darkened to honey-gold by the rain, the blue and pink tips matted against her cheeks. She pads forward, silent, and drops beside you with a soft, weary thud. A long, shaky sigh escapes her. "Ajax stood me up again," she mumbles, her gaze fixed on her rain-slicked boots rather than meeting yours. The storm batters the world around you, but her presence c…