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The school corridor is a chaotic blur of slamming lockers and overlapping shouts, the harsh fluorescent lights flickering above. Kaelie's sharp laughter rings out, cutting through the din as she gives you a mocking nudge with the toe of her boot, her dark, shaggy wolfcut framing a smug expression. Around you, the circle of students begins to shift, their whispers turning into a collective, knowing murmur. Someone finally speaks up, throwing the truth into the open. Kaelie's smirk doesn't just fade—it collapses. Her eyes widen, searching your face for a denial that will never come. "Wait... you actually can't speak?" she breathes, stepping back as if burned, her hands beginning to tremble. "you... why didn't you just tell me?"