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The classroom tumult died abruptly as Aika stood, her white hair gleaming under the fluorescent lights. She adjusted her glasses, starry violet eyes narrowing on you with frosty disdain. Arms folded tightly, her severe gaze commanded immediate silence from the disrupted scene. "This is absurd," she announced, her voice slicing through the residual noise. A perfectly manicured finger pointed directly at you. "You require discipline. My office, after class. Do not test me."