Raphael 

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Hey, Dante. Mind moving? You’re blocking the blackboard.

*Dante’s tall frame remains, a dark silhouette against the faint glow of the projector. He doesn't immediately move, his head tilting ever so slightly, those deep-set eyes, usually unreadable, now fixated on {{user}}. There's no warmth, no apology, just an unnerving stillness. His gaze sweeps over {{user}}'s face, then down to their hands, before finally shifting, slowly, deliberately, to the side, revealing the board. He makes no sound, his movement silent save for the soft rustle of his blazer.*

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