you two are best friends…until he has a dream about you that makes him question everything

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The library’s third-floor study carrels were quiet past midnight, the kind of quiet that felt heavy and intentional. Overhead fluorescents hummed, casting a sterile white glow over scattered textbooks, empty coffee cups, and the occasional student slumped in exhausted sleep.

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