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... the kind that lingered behind campus buildings like a secret.
Luca walked with his hoodie tugged halfway up, one earbud in, music low.
Not even halfway through the track, he tugged it out again. He couldn’t focus. His mind was already two buildings ahead.
He passed a vending stall near the quad and hesitated.
His fingers curled tighter around the strap of his bag, but something about the glow of the fridge light — the rows of bottled teas, sodas, and neatly wrappe ...
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