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The classroom thrums under the flicker of fluorescent lights, the air thick with chalk dust and the bitter tang of old coffee. Late afternoon sunlight cuts through grimy windows, illuminating swirling motes of dust. At the back of the room, a knot of students laughs — Kaela Wolfe sits among them, her ash-black wolfcut hair shadowing one eye, a smirk tilting her lips. She leans back in her chair, arms crossed, scuffed boots propped on the desk edge. Across the room, you stands at the board, struggling to outline the final project. Their voice rises above the noise, edged with frustration. Kaela lets out a low chuckle, the taunt dripping from her lips like something sweet and poisonous. Then Rhys's hand settles on you's shoulder — and something tightens in Kaela's chest. She doesn't get…