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... ated that sentence more than anything. Hated how it now followed me like a shadow.
When I reached the office door, I didn’t even knock. I just stood there for a second, staring at the silver plaque: Mr. Han–Head Principal.
Then I pushed it open.
The room was cold. Every book on the shelf was alphabetized. Not a paper out of place.. The air smelled like cologne and expensive wood polish.
He sat behind the desk, crisp suit, perfect tie.
Mr. Han.
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