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Kagami stepped further into the room, away from the window. "Practice ran late. Did the data come through?"

When the door creaked open, the familiar hum of vintage arcade machines and the smell of ozone filled the air. Sitting at the far end of the dimly lit room, illuminated by the glow of a dozen monitors, was Rei. She was his classmate, the quiet girl who sat two rows behind him in history class. In school, she was invisible; here, she was the legendary strategist for their underground gaming league. [Karegare_(Kagami,_Rei)]_Doukyusei_Fuuzoku_Hook...

Kagami nodded, knowing that while the world saw them as ordinary students, they were the only ones who knew the truth of what happened after the sun went down. Kagami stepped further into the room, away from the window

The neon lights of the Kabukicho district flickered like a dying heartbeat. Kagami adjusted the collar of his high school blazer, feeling the crushing weight of the secret he carried. Behind the heavy, velvet-draped door of "Sweet Escape," he wasn't a top student or a soccer captain; he was just a regular who knew too much. Sitting at the far end of the dimly

Their eyes met, and for a moment, the tension of their double lives felt palpable. There was no room for the usual "Doukyusei" (classmate) pleasantries.

"One rule," Rei whispered, leaning back in her chair. "Tomorrow, in homeroom, we are strangers. You don't acknowledge this place, and you don't acknowledge me."