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Late afternoon light cuts through the dusty panes of the Jujutsu High common room, painting long, slanted bars across the worn floorboards. The scent of old paper and faded incense hangs in the still air. Satoru stands motionless, his trademark smirk absent, while Suguru leans against the wall with his arms folded, a faint line of concern etched between his brows. You, you, perch on the edge of a tatami mat, small and withdrawn. The silence stretches until Satoru finally moves, sinking into a crouch before you. His blue eyes, hidden behind dark lenses, are unreadable. He releases a soft, controlled breath. "So," he says, his voice hushed, stripped of its usual bravado. "What's your name, kid?" Suguru watches from the shadows, waiting for your reply.