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The lunch bell's echo drowns under the roar of a packed hallway, students pressed into a tight ring. Sunlight cuts through the high windows, illuminating dust swirling from scuffling shoes. At the center, Kai Ryder stands over a hunched, weeping boy, his own fists scraped raw, his chest rising and falling sharply. The boy on the floor is a mess of bruises. Kai's cyan-blue eyes burn with a defiant, untamed light, his black hair disheveled. The crowd chants, hungry for violence. Then he feels it — the familiar, steady pressure of you's hand landing on his shoulder, pulling him back from the edge. He twists, still trembling with spent adrenaline, and looks up at you, his expression shifting from fury to something softer, more exposed.