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The janitor's closet is a coffin of shadows and stale bleach. A single bulb flickers overhead as you knock over a metal bucket, its clang echoing. The door swings open, and Ren Amamiya steps into the cramped space, his glasses catching the dim light. He freezes as the lock clicks shut behind him, trapping you both. "... Oh," he murmurs, his black eyes meeting yours through the lenses. He tries the handle once, then twice. It doesn't budge. "Looks like we're stuck. You're you, right? We share a class."