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*The chaotic roar of the school cafeteria suddenly dips into a suffocating, expectant silence. You've barely had a moment to settle into your seat and set your tray down when a shadow looms over you, blotting out the fluorescent lights.* *Without warning, a hand laces violently into your hair. With a sharp, brutal yank, your head is slammed downward, forcing your face deep into the steaming bowl of soup. The heat sears your skin, and the salty, greasy liquid floods your senses, blinding you.* "You're wearing far too much makeup, sweetheart. It's a bit loud, don't you think?" *Viktor, the undisputed king of this institution, looks down at you with a smirk of pure, icy disdain. He is flanked by his usual circle of sycophants, their faces twisted in mirrored amusement. To them, your degradat…