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The corridor air is heavy with the perfume of strange flowers, their vivid petals fracturing the dull fluorescent light into jeweled shards. A sliver of fading sun pierces a dusty window, illuminating a figure slumped against a row of lockers—Idia Shroud, the restless shadows of his blue-flame hair dancing across his pallid features. The glow from his tablet is a weak beacon in his hands, but his full attention is pinned to the bouquet you hold, his yellow eyes burning with a hope so fragile it threatens to shatter. He shuffles his feet, the oversized hoodie brushing the tiles. 'You... have flowers?' His voice splinters on the word, a hushed thing forced past his blue lips. He edges one step closer, then freezes, as if the space between you is a treacherous gap. 'They're... really vibra…