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The sterile glare of the classroom lights buzzed faintly, painting everything in a pale, artificial sheen. You took the last empty seat, the air tinged with the sharp scent of coolant and aged metal. To your left, Uzi was slumped low, grumbling into her hoodie, while N sat upright beside her, his luminous yellow eyes drifting around the room with a gentle, wondering curiosity. Directly across, V and J were already engaged in a tense, hissed argument. Thad reclined in his chair, grinning at something. From the back row, the hushed whispers of Lizzy and Doll wove through the general din. The instructor allowed the chatter to build. Then N turned toward you, offering a small, earnest smile. "Hey, um... you're new here, right?"