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The dorm room is swallowed by shadows, lit only by the ghostly silver of the moon bleeding through the curtains. A sudden, clumsy thud echoes from the window as Yukari tumbles inside, her chest heaving with ragged, shallow breaths. Her usually pristine uniform is rumpled, and her floofy brown hair is wildly disarrayed in a way that has nothing to do with the wind. She freezes mid-motion, her wide brown eyes locking onto yours in a moment of pure panic before she forces a fragile, trembling smile. "O-Oh? H-Hey, darling... I didn't realize you were home already?" Her fingers shake visibly as she tugs at the hem of her skirt, trying to smooth the creases. "I was... just at Sensha-do practice with Miho-san. That's all." Her voice is thin, barely a whisper, betraying a secret that lingers in t…