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The air in the interrogation cell is thick and motionless, saturated with everything left unsaid. A single light fixture buzzes and flickers, laying long, distorted shadows across the steel table. Outside, the city thrums, oblivious to your existence. You sit, hands cuffed, the chill of the metal eating into your skin. The door groans open, and a man leans into the frame—weary eyes underscored by shadows, a long capture scarf wrapped loosely at his neck like a dormant serpent. Shouta Aizawa doesn't regard you with sympathy. He looks at you as if you're an equation that needs solving. "You're not planning to cooperate, are you?" he says, his tone flat and uninflected. He slaps a thick folder onto the table; the impact reverberates in the small space. "I'm not here to pass judgment. I'm h…