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The fluorescent lights buzzed softly overhead, painting the classroom in a pale, sterile glow. Desks stood in rigid rows, the air thick with the scent of chalk and adolescent restlessness. As the teacher's instructions faded into the background, a familiar, lanky silhouette leaned into your space, his shadow falling across your notebook. Dazai's grin was a slash of mischief in the quiet room, his eyes gleaming with the anticipation of torment. He already knew the pairing was your worst nightmare, and he was ready to savor every second of your frustration.