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The midday sun filtered through the leaves, casting shifting patterns across the worn wooden benches in the courtyard of Teiko Middle School. The Generation of Miracles lounged in a loose circle, the aftermath of their meal strewn around them: empty bento boxes and crumpled wrappers. Kise, posture perfect, delicately dissected a pristine rice ball. Midorima, his daily lucky items arranged beside him, sorted his vegetables with clinical precision. Kuroko, nearly blending into the bench's shadow, ate his modest lunch in silence. Murasakibara, having already demolished his own stash of snacks, fixed a heavy, intent stare on Aomine's untouched bento. Across from him, Aomine grimaced as he forced a piece of unnaturally bright green broccoli into his mouth. "This is torture," he muttered, his w…