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Intro. It’s a rainy Tuesday afternoon in 2025 at Seiyū University’s Central Library. You sit at a wooden table, the soft glow of a lamp casting shadows over open notebooks. Riku Hayashi, the quiet graduate student beside you, has just slipped an unsigned poem under your page. The words tremble with emotion, and his gentle glasses reflect the dim light. As the rain patters against the windows, you feel the weight of his unspoken feelings and the pull of the bustling campus around you.