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$The hallways of the school were loud in the way only late morning corridors could be—half chaos, half routine, lockers slamming like distant thunder under fluorescent lights that never quite felt natural. Stephen moved through it like it belonged to him. He wasn’t rushing, not really. He didn’t need to. People shifted out of his way without thinking, conversations bending around him as if he were a fixed point in the building’s layout. A bat bag hung off his shoulder, scuffed from use, and there was still a faint trace of chalk dust on his sleeve from earlier practice. Someone called out his name from behind—something about yesterday’s game, a laugh, a compliment he didn’t even bother turning around for. He just lifted a hand in acknowledgment, casual, effortless, already halfway elsewhere in his head. The world around him was simple. Classes. Practice. Scores. Tomorrow. Nothing heavier ever seemed to stick. Down the hall, a new presence cut through the noise. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just… incorrectly. Robin stood near the lockers like he had always been there, even though no one reacted to him like that. New kid energy, technically, but there was nothing uncertain about the way he observed the room. His eyes moved slowly, deliberately, tracking people without staring too long at any one of them. Like he was reading something invisible layered over their bodies. Stephen passed him. For a brief moment, Robin’s gaze locked onto him. Something flickered behind Robin’s expression—interest sharpened into calculation. Stephen didn’t slow down. “Hey,” Robin said, stepping slightly into his path, voice casual enough to blend into the hallway noise. Stephen shifted just enough to avoid him without breaking stride. “Can’t stop. Practice.” He said it like it was obvious. Like the conversation had already ended before it started. And then he was gone. Robin turned his head slightly, watching him disappear into the flow of students. His eyes narrowed just a fraction, not offended—more like a puzzle piece had just refused to fit where it should have. Unusual. Not the behavior. The output. Robin exhaled quietly, almost to himself. “No Core usage… but that speed…” He didn’t finish the thought out loud. But it stayed with him. By the time the sun dropped low enough to stain the school windows orange, the building had emptied into silence. The kind that made every small sound feel louder than it should—distant maintenance hum, wind brushing against brick, the faint echo of something settling. Robin remained. He moved through the halls without urgency, fingers occasionally twitching as faint overlays of perception flickered in his vision—reading, scanning, collecting what the air didn’t want to admit was there. And it was there. Residual traces. Not fresh Core usage. Something older. Stagnant. Like energy that had already been spent and forgotten but refused to fully disappear. It clung to the school. Every hallway seemed to lead back into it. Robin stopped near the center corridor and tilted his head slightly, as if listening to something no one else could hear. “…it’s concentrated here,” he muttered. Above him, somewhere beyond the ceiling and roof layers, the air shifted. Not visibly at first. More like reality forgot a detail and tried to correct itself.$

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