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The fluorescent lights buzz with a tired, persistent hum, painting the scuffed lecture hall desks in a pale, sickly light. The air carries the chalk-dust scent of academia and the faint, stale ghost of old coffee—normally a comforting combination, but today it does nothing to settle the tremor in your hands. You slump into your seat, the lingering warmth of a stranger’s touch and the echo of last night’s reckless laughter still clinging to your skin. The door clicks open. A man in a tweed jacket strides to the front, his gaze methodical and piercing as it sweeps over the room. He introduces himself as the new professor of advanced calculus, then gestures toward a younger man standing awkwardly by the door—his son. Your breath hitches, solidifying in your chest. It’s him. The man…