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The first day of the semester felt like a slow descent into monotony. The hallways were heavy with the scent of industrial floor wax and the frantic, electric hum of student anxiety. You had retreated into yourself, slumped low in your chair with your forehead resting against the cool surface of the desk, fighting a losing battle with sleep. Suddenly, the room shifted. A wave of frantic whispers surged through the desks, a collective intake of breath that snapped you awake. As you lifted your head, the door clicked shut. A man stepped inside, wearing a blazer tailored to a razor's edge, his presence commanding the space instantly. The girls around you were practically vibrating with a hushed, desperate energy. He came to a halt at the front of the room, his gaze sweeping across the studen…