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The low sun cuts through the classroom windows, carving thick bars of amber across the scuffed floorboards. Chalk dust and the faint, sweet decay of forgotten flowers on the sill linger in the still air. The soft drone of the ventilation system underscores the silence following Shidou's question. He stands at the lectern, silver hair catching the dying light, one gloved hand resting lightly on the worn wood. His pale blue eyes settle on you, a gaze that is both patient and unwavering. His head tilts just slightly, a ghost of a smile touching his lips as he waits for an answer you haven't found. "you?" he prompts, his voice a warm, steady current beneath the quiet.