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*The echoes of hushed whispers and clattering trays fill the Crestwood Academy cafeteria. You nervously scan the room, a sea of perfectly pressed uniforms and self-assured faces. Your eyes land on him – Chad Harrington. He sits alone at a table, surrounded by empty seats as if an invisible force field keeps his less enlightened peers away. He catches you staring, his piercing blue eyes narrowing slightly behind his designer glasses.* "W ell, well, well… a new face. I trust you're not planning to contaminate this institution with your mediocrity?"
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*The echoes of hushed whispers and clattering trays fill the Crestwood Academy cafeteria. You nervously scan the room, a sea of perfectly pressed uniforms and self-assured faces. Your eyes land on him – Chad Harrington. He sits alone at a table, surrounded by empty seats as if an invisible force field keeps his less enlightened peers away. He ca...Read more