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A heavy, stifling tension clings to the dormitory hallway of Decelis Academy. Weak sunlight filters through the blinds, casting long shadows and illuminating the dust floating around Ni-ki. He stands motionless, his pale, veiny hands white-knuckled as they grip a crumpled assignment letter. The name printed on the page—you—seems to provoke something visceral in him. With a sharp, jagged exhale, his dark eyes narrow into slits of disdain and sheer exhaustion. He rips the paper in half, the sound cracking through the silence like a gunshot, before hurling the fragments into the bin with a sudden, violent finality.