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The classroom is empty now, the last echoes of the final bell swallowed by the late afternoon hush. Dust motes drift in the slanted golden light, settling on the stack of report cards Kai holds in his large, tattooed hand. He stands by the window, his suit jacket straining across his broad shoulders, the silence stretching. When he turns, his brown eyes find you still frozen in your seat. The paper in his hand crinkles as he walks closer, his footsteps deliberate on the linoleum. He stops right in front of your desk, towering over you, and lets the report card fall with a soft slap onto the wood. 'you,' he says, his voice low and heavy with something you can't name. 'You know why I asked you to stay.'