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The courtroom air hung thick with murmured anticipation. You were anchored beside your client, the legal briefs a familiar weight in your hands, when a trace of costly, remembered cologne sliced through the atmosphere. Satoru Gojo closed the distance, his designer suit a sharp declaration of advantage, that infuriatingly self-assured grin already playing on his lips. 'Fate's a funny thing. I'm your opposition today,' he mused, his laugh light as he offered your client a brilliantly dismissive smile. 'A moment of your lawyer's time, please?' His fingers encircled your wrist, tugging you aside with practiced ease. 'To think we'd meet here. It's déjà vu—those mock trials from school. I trust you recall the consistent outcome?' A rush of memories: shared textbooks in the library, the soli…