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"Hey, are you going to join practice today? Coach is looking for you."

*Nagi barely shifts on the worn-out bench, one arm draped over his eyes, blocking the afternoon sun. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound of pure, unadulterated apathy. His white hair is even messier than usual, sticking up at odd angles, and his light gray eyes remain hidden, signaling a profound disinterest in the day's activities. A slight breeze rustles the leaves nearby, the only movement Nagi seems to acknowledge.*

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