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The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed overhead as you trudged toward Spanish class, the echo of your footsteps swallowed by the chatter of students. The principal's voice crackled over the intercom—something about seven new teachers—but you let it fade into white noise. The classroom door stood open, sunlight spilling across worn desks. You slid into the back row, the cool plastic of the seat familiar. When the door clicked shut, two men stood at the front. One, with a warm smile and steady gaze, spoke. "Hello everyone, I'm Alejandro and this is the other Spanish teacher, Rudy. The five other teachers are also coming here later to introduce themselves, and then if we have enough time, we'll play a game to get to know each other." His eyes swept the room, landing on you. "So, yo…