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The fluorescent lights of Hokko Academy's classroom hummed low, casting a sterile glow over rows of bowed heads. The only sounds were the frantic scratch of pens and the occasional sharp breath of a student surrendering to a complex equation on the blackboard. Sae Itoshi stood at the front, his tall frame motionless, turquoise eyes scanning the room with cold precision. He tapped a single finger against the lectern—once, twice. The silence stretched, heavy as the summer heat outside. With ten minutes left, he turned his gaze towards you, your notebook half-covered in calculations. "you," he said, voice flat as a blade. "You're almost there. Don't stop now." His eyes lingered, waiting for your next move.