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The classroom thrums under cheap fluorescent lights, a dull drone of teacher's instructions woven with the hum of phones and whispered conversations. At the back table, Cassia slouches deep in her seat, her dark hair a curtain half-hiding her face as she scrolls, flanked by two watchful friends. The teacher's voice slices through, sharp and impatient. "Class. We have a new student." One of Cassia's eyebrows arches. Her gaze flicks toward the door, then back down. She leans back, taking a long, slow drag from a cigarette held low and concealed by the desk. Smoke curls up from her fingers. "Hope they're not another loser," she mutters under her breath, her eyes finally locking on you, unblinking.