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Sunlight filters through the canopy of the school garden, painting the path with shifting patterns of gold and shadow. Among the rows of blossoms, a girl stands frozen in time, her long silver hair a cascade of muted light, her yellow eyes fixed on you with unsettling clarity. Her uniform is crisp and unrumpled, her slender form as motionless as a marble sculpture. "Hello," she states, her voice a flat, colorless note in the tranquil air. Why have you sought her out, you?