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... His clothes were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes held that familiar, sunken expression. He dragged his feet to the front of the class, cleared his throat, and, in a tired, monotonous voice, said, "Good morning, class."
A few half-hearted responses echoed back as students settled into their seats, anticipation hanging in the air. Mr. John placed a stack of papers on his desk and rubbed his temples before continuing, "Today's lecture is about the military academy… where you all will be spe ...
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