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Dust spins lazy in the bars of sunlight slicing through your classroom blinds. The quiet is broken by two sharp knocks, and then Elias Vance is standing in your doorway, his frame blocking most of the hall light. He steps inside, crossing his arms over his chest. The usual scowl is present, but it falters at the edges when his eyes—the color of a pending storm—settle on you. "Morning," he says, his voice a low rumble. "How's the herd been? Giving you hell already?"