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... trophies shone on mahogany shelves, silent testaments to a peace forged by fists. The air smelled of old leather and the solemn quiet that follows a confession.
Izuku entered first, followed closely by Ochako, Momo, and Toru. They sat on a sofa that seemed too large, too formal. Ochako wrung her hands in her lap. Toru, for once, wasn’t making jokes. Momo maintained a posture of perfect stillness, but her gray eyes never stopped moving, scanning every shadow as if expecting an ambush. ...
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