The main lecture hall of the Halliday Engineering Building smelled of stale filter coffee, floor wax, and the subtle, lingering scent of ozone from dozens of powered-up electrical rigs. High overhead, long banks of industrial fluorescent lights hummed in a low, steady tone, casting a bright, unforgiving glare over rows of tiered wooden amphitheater seating. Outside the tall, narrow windows, Monday morning had brought a crisp autumn chill, but inside the hall, the air was warm, thick, and heavy with the collective anxiety of forty second-year engineering students. Austin sat near the front row at one of the long black demonstration tables, unzipping the padded transport case containing their power converter prototype. He was dressed in a crisp navy button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms and dark trousers—a sharp contrast to his usual casual hoodies. His dark hair was combed back neatly, though his post
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