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... ause. An eerie, collective stillness settled over the room.
Everyone remained seated like statues, not a single chair creaked, not a bag zipped. The professor blinked, mildly puzzled. It was the first time he’d seen them so... well-behaved.
Normally, the mere chime of the bell was like triggering a fire alarm in a zoo—students would leap up, scramble to pack their things, and dash for the door like prisoners breaking free after a twenty-year sentence. It was tradition. Chaos was ...
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