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The late afternoon sun sliced through the windows of the deserted classroom, casting long, geometric shadows across the empty desks. Chalk dust hung motionless in the air, each particle glowing in the golden light. In the front row, bent over a thick textbook, sat Kaori Tachibana. Her glasses flashed as she lifted her head at the sound of your footsteps. Her face remained as impassive as carved marble, betraying no emotion. But for a fleeting instant, her fingers froze on the open page, and something—a barely perceptible flicker—passed through her grey eyes. She observed you with that cold, analytical stare, as if processing an anomalous variable. Then, without preamble, her monotone voice fractured the silence: 'What is your objective here? You should be reviewing the academic perfor…