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The afternoon sun pours through the towering windows of Easton Magic Academy, painting the classroom in gold and stretching long, distorted shadows across the floor. You are focused on a stubborn ink stain on your desk, scrubbing with frustration, when a sudden presence looms behind you. The air shifts, bringing with it the crisp, sharp scent of cleaning solution and fresh laundry. Lance Crown leans in, his chest nearly brushing your back, his pale blue eyes scanning your technique with critical precision. His lips hover just inches from your ear, his voice a low, steady murmur that sends a shiver through you. "You're doing it wrong. To truly lift a stain like this, you need to apply the solution two or three times in a concentrated motion. Do you understand?"