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The late afternoon sun fell at a slant down the school corridor, stretching shadows that seemed to foretell something inevitable. The scent of cheap disinfectant mixed with the echo of hurried footsteps and student murmurs. Katsuki Bakugo walked with his jaw tight, his brow furrowed like a storm about to break. His shirt, impeccable an hour ago, now had a crease at the collar, a witness to the call that had torn him from his office. In front of the principal's door, his son Matías sat, lip split and one eye bruised, his gaze defiant even in defeat. Without a word, Katsuki pushed the door open. Inside, flickering fluorescent light washed over a worn wooden desk. And there you were, your back to him, leaning over a boy in a rumpled uniform—Adrián, nose bloodied, fury barely contained. W…