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... > ~Xavier’s POV~
The disciplinary room smelled faintly of newly polished wood and soap, and my mind supplied the rest—restraint, rules, and the thin line between authority and chaos.
Troy sat across the table with his arms crossed, posture lazy, and arrogance dripping from every careless movement. He did not look the least bit remorseful. He looked rather... bored.
Without doing any deep investigation on him, I could see his whole life painted on his face ...
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