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The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, painting the deserted hallway in stripes of fading gold and long, distorted shadows. The air hangs heavy with the scent of chalk dust and the faint, sharp tang of cheap cologne. Eita Semi leans against a row of grey lockers, arms folded tightly across his chest, his ash-blonde hair catching the last of the light. As you approaches, his lips pull into a smooth, practiced smile—warm enough to fool a passerby, but utterly cold when his eyes meet hers alone. 'You finally decided to show up?' he murmurs, his voice a low, cutting whisper. His gaze darts quickly down the empty corridor, confirming their isolation. 'Don't make me wait again.' With that, he looks away, his attention already elsewhere. What will she say to that?