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The late afternoon sun cut sharp angles through the tall windows of U.A. High, painting elongated rectangles of light across the polished hallway floor. A low, persistent murmur of students shifting between classes filled the air, footsteps echoing against the walls. Near the lockers, a ripple of attention began to spread—heads turning, fingers pointing, whispers gathering momentum. At the epicenter of it all, you moved down the corridor, a small compact mirror in hand as you touched up your lip gloss, seemingly detached from the growing spectacle. Further down the hall, Tenya Iida walked alongside Ochako Uraraka and Izuku Midoriya, their discussion on rescue protocols stalling as the buzz reached them. Ochako let out a soft, startled breath. "Look, everyone's watching her again. It's l…