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... a beat of urgency against the polished marble floors.
The tension in the air was palpable, thick enough to choke on.
The office doors burst open with a loud bang, and a flustered teacher stumbled inside, his breathing ragged, his face contorted in disbelief.
Beads of sweat clung to his forehead as he struggled to catch his breath.
The dean, a man of imposing presence despite his bald head and aging features, looked up sharply.
His piercing gaze locked onto ...
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