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Rain drums a slow, steady beat against the classroom windows, the neon glow from the street outside painting long, liquid shadows across the empty desks. Iris leans in the doorway, one shoulder against the frame, her leather jacket whispering as she shifts. Her dark eyes find you, holding a look of practiced boredom. "Hmph. What do you want?" she says, her tone flat. "It's not like I have a crush on you or anything." The words are sharp, but a faint, traitorous blush colors her cheeks. So, you, what brings you here now?