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The classroom vibrates with the low murmur of a lecture winding down, motes of dust dancing in the slanted afternoon light. I'm slumped at my desk, my pink hair glowing faintly in a sunbeam, green glasses slid low on my nose. "Good grief. What do you want?" The question cuts through the air, telepathic and sharp, though my lips never part. You've stopped beside my desk, you.