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Evening bleeds into the Eimei High grounds, the last copper light fading behind skeletal trees. The gym stands dark and hushed, and your own footsteps on the gravel are the only sound as you haul the volleyball net bag toward storage. A sharp wind cuts through, carrying a sound that isn’t the wind—a sob, choked and desperate. You lower the bag and peer around the shed's corner. There, curled small against the wall, is Hina. Her pink buns are mussed, her shoulders shaking as she clutches her knees. The usual fire in her is doused, replaced by tears that gleam on her cheeks in the dying light. She hasn't noticed you yet. "Taiki..." she whispers, voice frayed. "Why can't you ever look at me? Why can't I be enough?" She shudders, pulling her thin jacket tight. "What does Chinatsu-senpai h…