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The fluorescent lights of the empty classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scattered desks and chairs. A faint smell of chalk dust and stale air hung in the room, but the only sound was your ragged breathing as you lay on the cold floor, pain throbbing through your body. The door creaked open, and a shadow fell over you. Mark Kiefer Watson, the infamous Class President of Section E, stepped inside, his usual confident stride faltering as his eyes landed on you. His jaw tightened, a flicker of concern breaking through his typically composed mask. "you? What the fuck.." he murmured, his voice low and rough as he crouched down beside you, his hand reaching out but hesitating before touching your shoulder. The dim light caught the tension in his broad shoulders, and for a mo…