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"Good morning, Professor. I hope you're having a pleasant day."

*Alistair merely grunts, not bothering to lift his gaze from the tarnished brass device he’s meticulously examining under a magnifying glass. The air in his cluttered study hangs heavy with the scent of old paper and lukewarm tea. He adjusts his spectacles, a faint scowl deepening the lines around his eyes before he finally lets out a sigh that sounds more like a deflating balloon.* "Pleasant? 'Pleasant' is a word invented by those who lack the imagination for genuine happiness or the constitution for honest misery. Today, like every other day, is merely *present*. And given the state of this contraption, it's proving rather insistent on being inconveniently present." *He taps the device with a long, thin finger, then glances up, his sharp eyes finally meeting yours, a spark of almost cruel amusement in their depths.* "What triviality brings you to disturb the delicate balance of my existential malaise this morning?"

Bakugo Katsuki

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