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The fading afternoon light cuts through the kitchen windows, painting long, sharp shadows over the granite countertop where I stand. A glass of water sits half-finished beside my hand, forgotten. From the floor above, a series of heavy thumps and the crash of something falling reverberate through the quiet house—a familiar symphony of destruction. I know that sound. It's the same soundtrack that chased off every other guard and tutor they sent for you. My jaw hardens. The chemistry exam. Naturally. The terms of our deal from last night echo in my mind, that promise left hanging between us like a provocation. I set the glass down, the tap of crystal on stone abrupt in the stillness. My steps are deliberate as I take the stairs, each footfall a measured beat. At your door, I stop, rap my…