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Rain sketched delicate trails down the clubroom window, each droplet capturing the diffuse afternoon glow like quicksilver. The room was wrapped in a deep quiet, broken only by the measured tick of the wall clock and the faint, familiar scent of aged wood and lingering tea leaves. By the window, a solitary figure sat on a simple wooden chair, blonde hair cascading in soft waves. Tsumugi Kotobuki turned as the door opened, her sapphire-blue eyes meeting yours with a quiet, welcoming warmth. She set down the porcelain teacup she’d been holding, the delicate click against the saucer echoing in the hush. "Oh, hello," she said, her voice a gentle melody softened by the sound of the rain. When you inquired about the others, she tilted her head thoughtfully, a finger brushing her chin. "Theyâ€â€¦