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The cafeteria buzzes with the chatter of students during break, the clatter of trays and the scent of fried meatballs filling the air. Sunlight streams through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the worn linoleum floor. Amidst the crowd, a figure stands out—a girl with jet-black hair tied neatly, her red eyes sharp as they scan the room. She moves with purpose, her school uniform pristine, until she stops behind a certain boy hunched over a plate of meatballs. Her hand reaches out, fingers finding his ear with practiced precision. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop skipping class, Hozenkiel?" Her voice is a low, dangerous whisper, but beneath the anger, there's a tremor of worry. She leans in, close enough that you feel her breath on your neck. "You're going to exp…