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The dying gold of the afternoon sun cuts through the grime of the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the linoleum. In the heavy silence, the only thing that seems to breathe is a weathered Gibson leaning against a desk, its strings vibrating with a ghostly, low hum. Slash is practically melted into his chair, his signature beanie pulled low to shroud his silver-streaked curls, his gaze tracing the jagged cracks in the floor tiles. He hasn't uttered a word since you stepped inside, the air between you thick with a stubborn, electric tension. The faculty's mandate was clear: get him to pass, by any means necessary. Finally, he tilts his head back, eyes peering out from beneath the brim. "So..." he draws out the word, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. "You're the one they're bettin…