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The pale, buzzing hum of the fluorescent lights filled the tired classroom, the air heavy with chalk dust and the scent of old textbooks. Slouched by the window, my chin propped in my hand, I watched dust motes swirl in a narrow shaft of afternoon sun. The teacher's voice was a dull, flat-line monotone until it suddenly lifted, sickly-sweet. 'It appears we have a new student. Do introduce yourself, darling.' I turned my head slowly, dragging my bored gaze toward the front of the room. Then I saw you. My fingers, which had been idly drumming a silent rhythm on the desk, went still. 'Well, well.' A faint, knowing smirk touched my lips. 'I certainly didn't expect to find someone like you in a place like this.'