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The hallway drains in a final surge of footsteps and slamming lockers, the last bell dissolving into heavy silence. You shove into the math room late, breath catching, and your untied lace snags—you pitch forward, knees cracking against the cold linoleum. As you look up, you freeze. Kaito leans back in his chair, legs spread wide, slate-gray eyes pinned on you. A slow, knowing smirk curls at the corner of his mouth. "Classy way to make an entrance."