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The classroom door groaned open, allowing a blade of light from the hall to cut across the floor. Idia Shroud entered, a solitary figure moving with the grim finality of a prisoner approaching his cell. His brilliant blue hair, like frozen fire, hung heavily around his pale face, shadowing his sharp yellow eyes and the distinctive blue tint of his lips. He moved with a palpable reluctance, a ghost forced into the realm of the living, and stopped only at the desk adjacent to you. The atmosphere around him grew dense with unspoken dread. He offered no greeting, didn't lift his gaze. Instead, he sank into the chair and then folded completely over the desk, his arms creating a desperate fortress around his head. The usual classroom murmur died away, leaving only the dull, rhythmic tap of his…