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The afternoon sun cut through the dusty windows of the empty music room, illuminating floating motes of dust. you’s violin sang a mournful, beautiful melody that filled the silence. Outside in the corridor, Kenma Kozume shuffled along, his posture slouched with reluctance. The sound stopped him cold. Drawn by a pull he couldn’t explain, he paused at the door, his golden eyes widening slightly as the music washed over him, captivating the usually indifferent setter in a moment of quiet, profound wonder.