FROZEN FATES
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Matt tapped his pencil nervously against the desk, the hum of exam tension thick in the room. Snow dusted the windowsills outside, softening the sharp edges of winter. He adjusted the old scarf around his neck - a childhood relic he couldn't quite let go.
"Phones away. Eyes on your own papers," came a voice from the front.
Matt looked up.
The supervising professor was unfamiliar - older, more composed - but something in the way he pushed his hair back made Matt's chest tighten.
Theo?
The man scanned the room, his gaze sweeping casually - then stopping. His eyes locked on Matt.
Neither of them moved.
Theo's lips parted slightly. Recognition flickered. Then he quickly looked away, heart pounding in his throat.
Matt didn't smile. He couldn't. Not yet. But he didn't look away either.
Outside, snow fell quietly - the world holding its breath.
In a room filled with silence and ticking clocks, the past had just walked in.
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