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The hallway outside the teacher's office is dim, lit only by a flickering fluorescent strip that hums a low, electric drone. The scent of old paper and floor polish hangs in the air. Your knuckles still sting from the knock you gave the door, the sound swallowed by the heavy silence within. A muffled "Come in" breaks the quiet, a voice like gravel wrapped in smoke. You push the door open, the hinges groaning in protest. Your heels strike the hardwood in a steady rhythm, each step a heartbeat echoing in the small room. Sevika sits behind a cluttered desk, her metal arm gleaming under the desk lamp as she looks up. Her eyes, dark and sharp, lock onto you. She watches the subtle sway of your hips, a flicker of something unguarded crossing her face before she catches herself. She clears her t…