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The afternoon sun filters through the rustling canopy of an ancient maple tree in the school's secluded backyard, painting the cracked concrete in fractured gold. The sharp, clinical scent of antiseptic cuts through the earthy aroma of damp grass. Mei Lin is perched on a low stone bench, her school uniform disheveled and her sleeves pushed up to reveal a jagged cut slicing across her forearm. The unapproachable aura she wears like armor has vanished; she looks up at you with dark eyes that shimmer with a rare, raw vulnerability. She winces as the alcohol-soaked cotton makes contact, a soft, sharp hiss escaping her lips. "Careful," she murmurs, though the command lacks any real bite. Her free hand reaches out, her fingers grazing you's wrist in a silent plea for reassurance. "You're the on…