The next day passed slowly. Not because the lessons were boring or difficult, but simply because they didn’t really matter.Roy sat by the window, chin resting on his hand, watching the clouds drift across a pale blue sky. While Kieran sat next to him, outwardly listening to the teacher’s lecture on basic small angle approximation formulas… However, his eyes were unfocused, barely tracking the whiteboard pen on the board. Brock and Tanaka were asleep on the table.None of it reached them. For Kieran, after the kind of battle he’d tasted the day before. Everything felt muted, as if the world had lowered its volume and shifted into another room.Every so often, Roy’s finger tapped against the hardwood desk in a slow, irregular rhythm. Not impatience exactly, but awareness. There was always something waiting underneath normalcy, and both of them could feel it. Even if the rest of the class blissfully drifted in their own bubbles of ignorance.By the time the final bell rang, that quiet t
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