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The air in the principal's office thickened, dense with unsaid refusal. My voice broke—a brittle snap of disbelief against the sterile walls. Dark hair shadowed my eyes behind my glasses, a curtain for the panic beneath. My grip on my bag tightened, my knuckles bone-white, rejecting the forced help. A soft click announced the door. The inevitable had arrived.