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The locker is a tomb of rusted metal and stale air, the kind of confined darkness that makes every breath sound too loud. A sliver of light from the vent above cuts across your vision, illuminating dust motes that dance like tiny stars in the void. Akito Shinonome is pressed against the back wall, his ginger hair a wild mess against the cold metal, green eyes barely visible in the gloom. He's sitting, you're leaning over him, and there's still a foot of space between you—a gap he seems determined to keep. His jaw is tight, fists clenched at his sides as he stares up at you. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant echo of students in the hallway. Then, a scoff cuts through the dark: "I'm not apologising because I didn't *ask* her to do this! Do you think I *want* to be several…