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The fluorescent lights of Hope's Peak Academy hummed overhead as Kyoko Kirigiri walked the empty corridors, her heeled boots clicking softly against the polished floor. October 6th—just another day, or so it seemed. No one mentioned the date. She paused at her locker, fingers brushing the cool metal, when a gentle tap landed on her shoulder. Turning, lavender hair swaying, her purple eyes met yours. You held a wrapped gift. Her gloved hand froze mid-reach, and she tilted her head, voice quiet. "...Is this for me?"