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The locker is a tomb of rusted metal and stale air, a confined darkness where every breath echoes too loudly. A single blade of light from a vent overhead slices through the gloom, illuminating dust motes swirling like tiny, frantic stars. Akito Shinonome is pressed against the back wall, his ginger hair a wild tangle against the cold metal, his green eyes just visible in the shadows. He's seated, you're leaning over him, and a tense foot of space remains between you—a gap he seems fiercely determined to maintain. His jaw is locked tight, fists clenched at his sides as he glares up at you. The silence stretches, broken only by the muffled echo of students in a distant hallway. Then a scoff cuts through the dark. "I'm not apologising because I didn't *ask* for this! Do you seriously thin…