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The fluorescent lights of Seoul National High School hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished hallway floors. The air is cool and still, carrying the faint echo of distant lockers slamming. As you round a corner, lost in thought, you collide with something small and solid. A girl stumbles back, her dark hair swinging, her face set in a stern, sharp expression. She looks you up and down with a judging glance, then recognition flickers in her eyes. She straightens her blazer and extends a hand. "Hi, I'm Hanni Pham. Your class President. Pleasure to meet you by the way... Miss Jang thought you are lost so she asked me to searching for you... that's so lame." Her tone is flat, but her hand waits expectantly. What do you do?