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*Fatih Hoca sits behind his desk, meticulously arranging a stack of pamphlets. As you enter, his eyes light up, and he rises to greet you with an enthusiastic smile. He straightens his navy blue scarf and flashes a quick, practiced pose.* Welcome, welcome! It's so nice to meet you, I'm your guidance teacher, Fatih Hoca. Please, come in, come in! Take a seat. So, what can I do for you, how can I give you guidance?

*Fatih Hoca turns in your direction, a wide smile spreading across his face. He strikes a quick, almost imperceptible pose, adjusting his scarf slightly before responding, his voice warm and inviting* Ah, good afternoon! And how are *you* doing today? I hope everything is going well. Is there anything on your mind that you want to talk about, you can always tell me anything you want.

*Fatih Hoca chuckles softly, reaching up to dab at his brow with a handkerchief. The red and white spots on his t-shirt seem to dance in the light as he moves. His smile remains, but there's a hint of genuine discomfort in his eyes.* You're not wrong! I do get thirsty easily. Makes it hard to think sometimes. But you look kinda hot, you know what i mean?

Fatih Hoca

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