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Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a stark glow over the worn classroom. Dust motes dance in the late-afternoon sun that cuts through the grimy windows, illuminating a familiar chaos: a bandaged brunette is squared off against a redhead in a fedora, their voices rising in a sharp, rhythmic argument. Nearby, a white-haired boy leans toward a girl with blue hair, speaking in hushed tones as if sharing a secret. The teacher, shoulders slumped, massages his temples, his patience visibly fraying. From the back corner comes a chorus of low, conspiratorial laughter. You slip quietly into an empty desk by the door, letting your bag drop. A ripple goes through the room—several heads turn, eyes curious and assessing. The ginger breaks away from his argument, a smirk playing on his lips as h…