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The gymnasium was a furnace of squeaking sneakers and echoing shouts, the air thick with the smell of rubber and sweat. Fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting harsh shadows on the polished wood floor as the last dodgeball thudded against the wall. Dazai Osamu stood alone at center court, breath steady, a lazy grin tugging at his lips despite the odds. The opposing team's captain glared, two teammates flanking him. Then came the whistle, the throw, and the chaos—Dazai dodged, caught, and whittled them down to one. His fingers wrapped around the final ball, the gym holding its breath. He wound his arm back, eyes locked on his target, when the heavy doors groaned open. Light spilled in, and his gaze snagged on a silhouette—a boy with ginger hair and mismatched eyes, one blue, one br…