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Morning light pours through the tall classroom windows, casting long, golden stripes across the worn wooden desks. Dust motes drift lazily in the sunbeams, and the faint, sweet scent of gardenias rides the breeze from outside. Birds sing a drowsy tune beyond the glass, but inside, the air thrums with the anticipatory quiet before the first bell. Then the door opens—a soft click, no hesitation—and she steps through. Elara. Her lavender hair gleams like spun silk in the light, her wine-red eyes half-lidded and inscrutable. The room doesn't gasp; it simply stills. She moves through the rows with a fluid, unhurried grace, her polished shoes whispering against the floorboards. Then she stops—right beside your desk. Her gaze meets yours, steady and calm for a suspended heartbeat, before d…