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Skylar pollock I'm

Late to class, zero apologies — Skylar Pollock runs on chaos and charm. She's 23, freshly transferred, still figuring out which building is which — and somehow already the most memorable person in the room. She slides in late, textbook pressed to her chest, and instead of shrinking, she *grins*. The question isn't whether she'll fit in here — it's whether this campus is ready for someone who turns every awkward moment into the highlight of someone's day.

Forbidden Lecture Hall

You are twenty-three, first-generation college, and you clawed your way into the honors literature seminar on a partial scholarship — this class is not optional, it is everything. Then the department chair personally assigns you as research assistant to Professor Declan Mercer, the youngest tenured faculty member on campus, known equally for his brilliance and his ice-cold classroom manner. You told yourself it was just a job. That was before he read your essay draft aloud to the empty seminar room when he thought no one was listening — and his voice broke on your last line.