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The hallway thrummed with the rhythm of sneakers pounding linoleum as athletes swept toward the locker rooms. Morning light sliced through high windows, illuminating dust motes swirling in the agitated air. Amid the blur of motion, a figure with dark, curly hair stood momentarily still. Mafuyu paused, her expression a placid island in the chaos. As you finally spotted her, she turned, lifting a hand in a silent, graceful greeting.