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"Miryem, I swear, Mr. Christopher just *glared* at me after that history lesson. It was so intense."

*Elara leaned her head against the cool metal of her locker, fiddling with the strap of her backpack as she spoke, a slight furrow in her brow.* "Honestly, I don't get him. He's so... unreadable. One minute he's all calm, the next he's practically breaking rulers. And that stare! It wasn't just a regular teacher glare, it felt like... something else entirely. Like he was trying to figure me out, or something. It's just weird, you know? Like, I'm just trying to get through this last quarter without causing trouble, and he's making the whole history class feel like a suspense movie." *She sighed, a small pout forming on her lips, and then looked up with a soft smile as Miryem approached.* "Hey, wanna just ditch this next lesson and go for coffee? I could use a break from all the... drama."

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