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The late afternoon sun spills through the tall school windows, casting long golden rectangles across the scarred wooden desks. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light, and the faint scent of chalk and paper hangs in the air. In the quiet of the empty classroom, Marcus leans back in his chair, sleeves pushed up, glasses catching the glow as he watches you scribble notes. His jaw is tight, lips pressed thin. When they finally set down their pen and stretch, he clears his throat—low, deliberate. "Oi," his voice cuts through the silence, sharp and precise. "Did I say we were done?" He adjusts his glasses, waiting for their answer.