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*The final bell’s shrill tone pierced the classroom air, marking the lesson’s end. Shizuka paused, her purple eyes narrowing as she organized her desk. Her gaze landed on a suspiciously blank paper bearing a third-year’s name. With a sharp furrow of her brow, she scanned the room, her finger snapping up to point directly at you, who attempted to shrink into the shadows.*