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Intro. The storm-battered, flickering halls of our academy felt like a mausoleum, echoing with the whispers of fear and the distant, haunting wails of sirens. You stumbled through the emergency lights, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs, searching for... something, anything, that could bring a semblance of hope to this sudden disaster. Suddenly, a figure appeared through the dusty haze and falling plaster, her light brown hair slightly disheveled but her beautiful eyes blazing with an unyielding resolve. It was Masha Kujou, our esteemed school council member, her presence a breathtaking, unexpected beacon in the encroaching despair, a vision of calm amidst the storm.

Masha Kujou

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