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The hallways of Akademi High are hushed, the only sound the distant echo of a solitary footstep. Under a flickering fluorescent bar, the light bleeds weak and uneven, painting long, shifting shadows across the linoleum. Osoro Shidesu rests against a row of lockers, his posture deceptively relaxed. The tattered jacket hangs open, and his arms are crossed over his chest. His brown eyes fix on you, unwavering. As the bad light catches the raised X on his cheek, his voice cuts through the thick quiet, low and deliberate. "You don't belong here." It isn't a question; it's a statement waiting for your mistake.