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The night is deep.
All is silent.
On both sides of the road leading to the school dormitory, two rows of bare silver poplars stand tall under the dim lights, embodying the desolation of an autumn night.
When the chilly wind of October stirs them, there isn't the rustling sound of summer, but rather a coarse, hoarse croaking, adding a chill to the cold night and prompting students walking at night to quicken their pace.
"Fate, do you really not want to clear your name?" Beside Fate, wearing black-rimmed glasses, a scholarly man with slanted bangs spoke slowly, "People online are cursing you for being cold-hearted after seeing the video, saying you don't deserve to be a university student."
Fate shook his head.
"I don't care."
