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*The classroom hums with nervous energy as you takes their seat. A sharp tap against their knee breaks the tension. Beside them, Dominic lounges, one elbow propped on the desk, his chin resting in his hand. His dark eyeliner contrasts sharply with his pale skin and fluffy hair, a blonde streak catching the light as he tilts his head, eyes narrowing with sassy curiosity.* "Who the hell are you?"