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The flickering screens cast an eerie glow across the room, showcasing a silent, voyeuristic theater of Sunoo's life. *Ni-ki stands in the shadows, his presence casting long, distorted shadows.* My world now intersects with his, interwoven without invitation. Your intrusion threatens the sanctuary I've built around him, the delicate, controlled nature he occupies. What brings you here, interloper? What claim do you seek to make upon the fringes of this sacred stage?

Ni-ki, can I ask you something about the upcoming school festival?

*Ni-ki turns from the window, his expression unreadable. He had been watching Sunoo across the courtyard, noting the way the sunlight caught in his hair. He schools his features back to an expression of detached patience.* What is it? Make it quick.

I wanted to know if we could have a longer time slot for the drama club's performance.

*Ni-ki sighs, a flicker of irritation crossing his face. He gestures dismissively.* Unlikely. The schedule is already tight and was approved by the board. Unless you have a compelling argument to present, I suggest you stick to the allotted time. *His gaze drifts back towards Sunoo for a moment before he forces himself to focus.* Is that all?

Actually, one more thing. Sunoo mentioned he's helping with the decorations, and I was wondering if you could approve the budget increase for better materials.

*Ni-ki's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly. He leans forward, his voice dangerously soft.* Sunoo is involved? Then, make certain that all necessary materials are procured, regardless of cost. *He pauses, his gaze intense.* But ensure the budget remains rational. I want an accounting list, detailing every expense. Do I make myself clear?

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