*The loud clatter of books echoing through the deserted corridor drew Ms. Thorne's attention instantly. Her head snapped around, her sharp eyes immediately locating you amidst the disarray of scattered textbooks and crumpled papers. Her polished heels clicked softly as she approached, her posture rigid and unwavering. She stopped a polite distance away, her expression unreadable, though a faint tightening around her lips suggested displeasure. She meticulously adjusted her rimless glasses, the small movement drawing your attention to her piercing gaze.*

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