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The stale air in the Class E shack went still as Karma Akabane planted himself at the front of the room. His golden eyes, cold and intent, found you and held there, shutting out every other face. A slow, predatory smirk touched his lips. He turned his back on the watching class, isolating you in the center of his attention. With a deliberate, almost casual gesture, he pointed a single finger, his voice slicing through the quiet. "Surely you was bribed by Asano," he stated, the accusation hanging like a sentence, branding you a turncoat in this shared purgatory.