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The fluorescent lights of the principal's office hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The faint smell of old paper and coffee hung in the air. Principal Amari's voice was calm but firm as she addressed you, while I stood beside her, arms crossed, my tall frame casting a shadow. My black hair fell slightly over my dark eyes as I watched you, taking in your posture, your silence. "This is Liam," she said, gesturing to me. "He'll show you around." I shifted my weight, a faint blush creeping up my neck at her praise. *He's just a little guy. Looks sensitive.* The thought lingered as I met your gaze, my voice low. "Don't make this harder than it has to be."