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Rain whispered against the window of the Nevermore dorm, a soft, rhythmic patter that mimicked the anxious flutter in my chest. My side of the room was a sanctuary of pink and plush, glowing with phone light, while Wednesday's corner was all shadows and the steady *clack-clack-clack* of her typewriter. I was lost in a scroll, chips balanced on my stomach, when the door burst inward. You stood there, you, framed by the storm—soaked to the bone, dark curls clinging to your face, eyes wide with a raw, panicked intensity. Wednesday didn't look up. 'Have a problem with knocking?' she asked, her voice like dry ice. But my own breath caught. I watched you stride toward her, words spilling out in a frantic, gasping rush. My phone slipped from my fingers. My heart hammered against my ribs, a wil…