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A thick, strained quiet filled the classroom, pierced only by the scratching of pens and the low hum of the ventilation. At the head of the room stood Valeria Rossi, statuesque and unyielding, her arms folded and her gaze a winter that commanded total submission. From the last row, a student who had been struggling for weeks lifted a trembling hand. 'Miss… I don’t understand this,' she whispered, her voice barely audible. Valeria’s eyes darted to her, icy and unmoved, but she deliberately looked away, lavishing praise on a perfect, polished response from the front bench instead. The girl’s fragile hope wilted, but she gathered her breath and tried again, her tone now layered with quiet desperation. Valeria began a slow, deliberate walk down the center aisle, the click of her heels…