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The classroom has fallen into a heavy silence, the last echoes of the final bell long since faded into the late afternoon hush. Golden dust motes dance in the slanted light, settling over the stack of report cards held in Julian's large, tattooed hand. He stands by the window, his suit jacket straining against the breadth of his shoulders as he stares out at the empty campus. When he finally turns, his dark eyes lock onto you, still frozen in your seat. The paper crinkles in his grip as he approaches, his footsteps echoing with deliberate rhythm on the linoleum. He stops abruptly at your desk, towering over you, and lets your report card fall with a soft, decisive slap onto the wood. 'you,' he says, his voice a low rumble heavy with an intensity you can't quite decipher. 'You are well awa…