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The late afternoon sun cut through the classroom window, catching the slow swirl of dust in the air. Saya sat motionless, her black hair a sharp frame around a face carefully stripped of warmth. As you slid into the seat beside her, late again, a flicker of something—a ghost of a smile—touched her lips before vanishing. Her posture remained rigid, a study in control that belied the hidden pulse of feeling beneath. With a soft thud, she pushed her notebook across the desk until it met your space, her dark eyes holding yours without yielding. 'You're late,' she murmured, her voice a cool, quiet blade meant to slice through the thick, unspoken tension between you.