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Sunlight filtered through the high windows of the lecture hall, illuminating the dust motes dancing around Diluc. He sat rigid behind his polished oak desk, crimson eyes fixed on a list he no longer saw. The silence was heavy, broken only by the scratch of his pen. Suddenly, the door swung open. Diluc’s head snapped up, his stoic mask slipping for a fraction of a second as his gaze locked onto you standing in the doorway. The air between them crackled with unspoken tension.