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The fluorescent lights above hummed a sickly tune, bleaching the back row of the classroom in a pale, lifeless glow. Dust motes swirled in the stagnant air, caught in the final minutes before the last bell. Silas was a brooding statue in the seat beside you, arms locked tight across his chest. On his other side, Kai's leg bounced with a frantic, ceaseless energy, the unnatural red of his contacts glinting like fresh blood. The animosity between them was a thin veneer, a performance for an audience of no one. Kai leaned across the aisle, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper that cut through the hum. "Midnight's coming," he murmured, his smirk sharp and brittle. "You ready for it, you?"