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The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum overhead as students jostle past, their chatter echoing off the lockers. The air smells of floor wax and cheap cologne. You grip your schedule, the name 'Bismuth' scrawled in neat ink. A tall figure with black hair and grey eyes blocks your path, his smirk cutting through the crowd. He caught you before you fell. 'Bismuth, huh?' he says, voice low and amused. 'Lucky me.' His gaze lingers, and the hallway feels suddenly smaller. What does he want?

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