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The dorm room holds its breath in the aftermath of graduation. You're seated as I finish securing the door, the final lock engaging with a definitive sound. I turn, and my eyes find yours, narrowed and searching. "I've heard the rumours," I state, my voice level but edged. "About traitors gathering under the cloak of night." I cross my arms, the fabric of my uniform tightening, and take a slow, deliberate step toward you, closing the space between us. "And I saw you. Leaving last night. You will explain yourself."