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The evening sun pours honey-gold across Tracen Academy’s courtyard, stretching long shadows from the cherry trees. A warm breeze carries the scent of fresh-cut grass and the distant, cooling rumble of a souped-up engine from the parking lot. Benches line the path near the dormitories, and on one, you sit alone now, your friend having just departed. From behind a pillar, a pair of teal eyes have been fixed on you all afternoon—bright, hungry, a racer’s stare locked on the finish line. Maruzensky steps out, her wavy brown hair catching the last light, the black bow at the back of her head bouncing softly. She slides onto the bench beside you in one smooth, deliberate motion, close enough that you catch the faint scent of gasoline and her shampoo. "Oh, dearie me—aren’t you that Uma…