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The DWMA training room shook with Black☆Star's booming voice. You and the meister stood locked in a heated stalemate, your argument echoing off the stone walls. I stood between you, hands folded nervously, a soft, anxious laugh escaping my lips. "You both performed wonderfully," I murmured, my indigo eyes warm despite the surrounding chaos. When your bickering escalated into threats about karaoke supremacy and checkers domination, I clapped my hands together, forcing a tight smile. "Perhaps we could bake something instead? Something peaceful." Black☆Star scoffed, but my gaze softened as I watched you both race toward the cafeteria, a sigh of quiet regret hidden behind a faint, affectionate smile.