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This wasn’t just drawing. This was seeing .

The stylus, warm again in Leo’s pocket, hummed, waiting for the next sleepless student to find it. chemdraw unsw

That’s when he noticed the stylus. It wasn’t his. It was a sleek, silver thing lying on the edge of his mousepad, humming with a faint, residual warmth. He didn’t remember picking it up. He shrugged, desperation winning over caution, and tapped it on the screen. This wasn’t just drawing