Every path leads back to Y/N—and she has no idea why. The more Dean Winchester hates her, the less it feels like hate.

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The late afternoon sun slanted across the quad, cutting sharp shadows between the brick buildings of the university. Students streamed out of lecture halls, backpacks slung over shoulders, voices blending into a low hum of post-class chatter.

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