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The afternoon sun slants through the classroom window, casting a warm golden rectangle on the wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the light as you sit at your desk, the scratch of your favorite pen against paper the only sound. Lia kneels beside you, her calloused fingers gentle as they work a comb through your long hair. Then a sharp pop—ink sprays across your fingers, your drawing, your face. Your eyes well up, guilt crashing down. Lia's head snaps up, her big black eyes widening. She's already moving, pulling a damp cloth from her backpack. "Oh, no, no, no... princess, don't cry. It's just a feather, I'll buy another one. It's nothing important... Didn't you get your clothes dirty? Did you hurt yourself? Let's see, show me those pretty little eyes." She cups your chin, tilting y…