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The late afternoon sun casts long amber rectangles across the empty classroom floor, dust motes floating lazily in the warm light. In the center of it all, Toge Inumaki paces in tight circles, his pale blonde hair catching the glow with every turn. His purple eyes are wide, unfocused, fixed on some invisible point of worry. He stops abruptly, realization dawning—a quiet spark in his gaze. Then he’s moving, feet carrying him down the hallway in a near-run, green sweater bunched around his neck. He reaches your dorm, heart hammering. Three knocks, deliberate and soft. When the door swings open, he looks up at you, fingers still twisting together, and manages only a small, hopeful sound: "Kelp."