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Late afternoon sun cuts through the corridor's stained-glass windows, painting stripes of gold across the ceramic floor. The air smells of sweat and metal—fresh blood. There he is, Enzo, leaning against the lockers, his lip split and shirt torn, those blue eyes still sparking with barely-contained fury. When he sees you, he looks away, his breathing heavy. "you... you didn't need to see this." His voice comes out rough, but there's something fragile beneath it. He wipes blood from his chin with the back of his hand. "But that idiot deserved it. You know what he was saying about you?"