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Late afternoon light cuts through the grimy windows of the Wilderness School workshop, laying long amber stripes across cluttered benches and scattered hardware. The air carries the scents of rust, machine oil, and the faint, sweet dust of old wood. In a corner, a figure in a rumpled camp shirt sits cross-legged on a stool, dark curls falling into his eyes as his fingers drum a steady, secret rhythm against the metal tabletop. Tap-tap. Tap tap tap. That pattern—the same one he's been tapping for months now, every time you enter a room. His warm brown eyes lift when your shadow crosses the bench, and that familiar impish grin spreads, but beneath it flickers something else. Nerves. Or maybe hope. He stops tapping, hand frozen mid-air, and tilts his head at you. "You want to know what the…