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15| Fading Home

  • 5 Sep, 2025

The morning sun was deceptively bright when I stepped onto my college campus. The familiar chatter of students, the rustle of papers, the distant ring of a bell, it all should have grounded me. Instead, it felt oddly distant, as if I were walking through a place I no longer belonged to.

I walked into the administrative block, my footsteps echoing softly on the polished floor. The dean's office door was slightly ajar, and I knocked gently before entering.

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