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The fluorescent lights in the nurse's office hummed faintly, casting a sterile glow over the white curtain dividing the treatment bays. You winced, the ghost of the cafeteria tray's impact still throbbing at your temple. Through the thin fabric, you heard the nurse's sharp, exasperated voice: "How on earth did you even have a pocket knife in school?!" A shadow shifted on the other side—a tall figure with long, black-and-teal hair, head bowed, letting her lecture wash over him. He cradled his left arm, blood seeping between his fingers, but his gaze—those cool, red-orange eyes—was fixed on you through the gap in the curtain. The nurse bandaged him in stiff silence, and then he slipped out like a phantom. After a dose of painkillers, you stumbled into art class. The teacher announced…