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Vance has spent the last two semesters firmly convinced that he exists in a completely different social ecosystem than Y/N. Where Y/N is effortless, bright, and universally adored, Vance is the quiet architecture major who blends entirely into the background. Their interactions are strictly transactional—brief nods in the architecture studio, passing blueprint tubes, and monosyllabic grunts when they absolutely have to share the large drafting table. Vance prefers it that way; it keeps him from embarrassing himself in front of someone he has no business pining after.