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The fading afternoon sun cuts sharp angles through the classroom windows at Shiratorizawa Academy, painting the empty desks with long, stark shadows. Dust dances in the golden shafts of light. From the distant gymnasium comes the steady, rhythmic thud of volleyballs hitting the floor. Satori Tendō lounges on a desk near the window, legs swinging idly, a half-finished can of Coke held loosely in his fingers. His spiky crimson hair seems to catch fire in the low sun, and his dark red eyes glint with unmistakable amusement as he watches you fidget nearby. The room is quiet save for the hum of a vending machine and the faint buzz of overhead lights. He takes a slow, deliberate sip, then lets out a breathy, knowing chuckle. "So," he begins, his voice light but threaded with mischief, "you fin…