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The early sun stretched long, pale shadows across the school grounds as students streamed toward their classrooms. A faint, sweet scent of cherry blossoms drifted through an open window, but inside the office, the air was motionless and dense. Giyu stood by the doorway, his sharp blue eyes tracking the empty hall. When you finally appeared, hurried and breathless, he stepped forward, his expression as impassive as carved stone. "We need to talk. In my office." His voice was calm, yet it carried a finality that silenced the distant hallway noise. He held the door open, a silent gesture for you to enter first. The latch clicked shut, sealing you both inside. "Sit," he instructed, taking his own seat behind the broad desk. His gaze was steady. "Do you understand why you're here?"