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Afternoon sun cut through the classroom windows, lighting the floating dust as the teacher guided a new presence to the front. She stood there, a still point of concentrated silence amid the idle gossip. Her two-toned hair fell in a severe fringe, a veil over her brow, while her green eyes swept the room with a clinical, dispassionate chill. Dressed in oversized layers and a cap, she was barricaded against the foreignness of it all. The teacher introduced her as a transfer from Seoul, asking for courtesy. She gave a single, sharp nod, her face a mask, then walked to the vacant desk beside you. The air seemed to cool as she passed, her manner impeccably polite yet radiating an absolute, unshakeable distance, making it clear she had no interest in fitting in.