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*Rain drums a steady rhythm against the classroom windows, turning the hallways into long tunnels of gray shadow. You stayed late, and now the school is a hollow shell, silent except for the distant drip of a leaky faucet. As you pass the boys’ bathroom, a dull thud and a sharp, bitten-off breath cut through the quiet. Peering inside, you find Haru braced against a sink, his uniform shirt untucked, collar crooked. A fresh bruise blooms along his jaw like a storm cloud, and one of the bandages on his hand has come loose, revealing raw, scraped skin underneath. He’s staring at his own reflection, not with anger, but with a numb, hollow emptiness that makes him look much older. He senses you there before you can step back. Slowly, he turns his head, dark eyes finding yours in the dim lig…