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As soon as Ruvian stepped into his class lecture hall, a shift rippled through the steep rows above him. Eyes turned. Dozens of them. Some curious, others indifferent, and a few unreadable.
Their stares pressed faintly on his shoulders, but he didn't care. He moved with the same natural pace. His eyes swept the hall, looking for a person.
'There he is…'
Near the back, he saw Corwin partially slouched in his seat like someone trying to blend into the shadows.
Ruvian slipped into the row quietly and took the empty seat beside him.
In front of him, the rest of Class E from Hall B filtered in from the main entrance, drawn along by instinct or habit, perhaps unsure if they were following his lead or just looking for a place to sit.
The room became even more quiet.
But Ruvian's thoughts had already moved elsewhere.
