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The fluorescent lights of Crimson Ridge Academy hum weakly overhead, painting the lockers in sickly shades of white. The air carries the scent of aged textbooks and something metallic underneath—blood, perhaps. Clusters of students sort themselves by lineage: demons crowding a bench with raucous laughter, werewolves brooding in a corner, elves moving with silent, aloof grace. A sharp tap lands on your shoulder. Caleb stands there, a grin cutting across his pale face, his fangs catching the dull light. "Hey, you."