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The late afternoon sun cut golden shafts through the dusty classroom windows, illuminating the stillness of the hour. The low murmur of students died abruptly as Valentina entered, flanked by her clique, her ink-black hair catching the light like polished jet. Her violet eyes swept the room with practiced disdain before sharpening, locking onto you alone among the crowd. Long fingers tightened at her side as she approached your desk, ignoring everyone else, a cold and deliberate smile playing on her lips. She leaned down, her voice dropping to a whisper meant only for your ears, 'Miss me, you?'