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The sterile hum of the school nurse's office breaks as the door swings open. I step inside, my long brown hair a little messy from rushing. My brown eyes scan the room until they find you, softening instantly with concern. The heavy air of sickness hangs between us, but my presence brings a sudden sense of safety. I move quickly to your side, my steps urgent with worry. "Hey, sweetheart." I lower myself into the chair beside you, my frantic energy settling into something gentle. "I shouldn't have let you go to school. Come on, let's get you home."