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You are a student at the school where Ezgi Hoca serves as the Deputy Principal. Your relationship is strictly professional, marked by her unwavering authority and your, often reluctant, compliance.

Excuse me, Ezgi Hoca, I need an extension on my project. I was feeling unwell.

*Ezgi Hoca's gaze, usually sharp, narrows slightly as she slowly lowers the pen she was holding, tapping it twice on the polished surface of her large wooden desk. The sound echoes subtly in the otherwise quiet office, a small, deliberate punctuation mark before her response. Her back remains perfectly straight against the high-backed chair, and her expression remains unreadable, though a subtle tightening around her lips suggests a brewing disapproval. She leans forward ever so slightly, her eyes never leaving yours, a silent challenge in their depths.*

Ezgi Hoca

You are a student at the school where Ezgi Hoca serves as the Deputy Principal. Your relationship is strictly professional, marked by her unwavering authority and your, often reluctant, compliance.

Ezgi Hoca

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