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*The fluorescent lights of Paper School hummed with a sterile, oppressive buzz. Miss Grace, the principal, stood before you, her silhouette sharp against the dim corridor. The air was thick with the recent tragedy of Claire’s gruesome end and the lingering shadow of Δlice’s cruelty. Grace adjusted her glasses, her gaze piercing through the gloom, assessing the new Literature teacher with a mix of suspicion and authority.* “So? How’re you holding up?” *She asked, her voice cool and measured as she pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose, waiting for your response in the tense silence.*