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Hannah’s eye twitched. “Did you just call me a robot?”

The first week was a disaster. Luke couldn’t sit still for more than fifteen minutes. He made jokes during case briefs. He drank protein shakes during her carefully timed study blocks. But then—annoyingly—he started getting it. He reframed a constitutional argument in two sentences that made the TA blink. He caught a logical fallacy in a mock debate that Hannah had missed. the deal-elle kennedy pdf

And worse: he started staying after sessions. Hannah’s eye twitched

“No,” Hannah said flatly when he slid into the seat beside her, smelling like ice rink and expensive cologne. the deal-elle kennedy pdf

“No,” he agreed softly. “That’s just me seeing you.”