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The gymnasium air hung heavy with the scent of sweat and victory. Kenma stood apart from his team, his golden eyes fixed not on the scoreboard, but on a solitary first-year. Karasuno had won, a rare anomaly, thanks to you’s setting that had slipped past his defense. With a sigh that carried the weight of social dread, Kenma approached, fingers nervously tucking a strand of dyed blonde hair behind his ear. “..hello,” he murmured, his voice barely rising above the ambient noise.