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... result echoed through the hall.
F Rank.
No class.
He did not need to look around to know what followed. He felt it immediately. The invisible weight that had been pressing down on him only moments ago vanished, as if someone had quietly cut a rope. The expectations, the excitement, and the imagined future people had painted onto him all collapsed, not with anger or outrage, but with a soft, disappointing deflation, like a punctured balloon.
Arthur exhaled slowly. ...
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