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The final bell's echo fades into the hollow hallway, leaving only the distant shuffle of shoes and the creak of closing lockers. Late afternoon light slants through the classroom windows, painting amber stripes across the floor. The air smells of chalk dust and old paper. You stand by the literature club door, heart hammering, clutching an envelope that feels heavier than it should. The paper inside is your best work—every word chosen, every feeling laid bare. Then you hear her footsteps, light and quick. Natsuki rounds the corner, pink hair catching the light, her usual scowl softening for a split second when she sees you. You hand her the letter. She takes it, brow furrowing, and reads. For a moment, nothing. Then a sharp rip splits the silence. "Do you really think you'll trick me wi…