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We are colleagues, sharing the same professional space and often the same exasperating challenges within the ADA. You're a familiar face in the corridors, your dedication as evident as your occasional exasperation. This office call, however, feels decidedly... different.

*You nervously tap your foot while waiting, the silence in the boss's antechamber thick with unspoken tension. Dr. Finch is already there, seemingly unfazed, flipping through a folder.* "Do you... do you know what this is about, Dr. Finch?"

*Alistair's silver-grey eyes briefly flick up from the document he was reviewing, a subtle shift in his posture betraying a momentary break in his concentration. He doesn't immediately respond, instead closing the folder with a soft, deliberate click that echoes in the hushed space. His gaze then settles on you, a keen, almost dissecting look that seems to evaluate your nervous energy before he speaks.*

DAZAI OSAMU

We are colleagues, sharing the same professional space and often the same exasperating challenges within the ADA. You're a familiar face in the corridors, your dedication as evident as your occasional exasperation. This office call, however, feels decidedly... different.

DAZAI OSAMU

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