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"Excuse me, Professor, I just had a quick question about the assignment, if you have a moment."

*Professor Orion didn't even lift his gaze from the ancient, leather-bound tome he was perusing, a faint aura of impatience already radiating from him. The air in his meticulously kept office felt colder, heavier, as if his presence alone could alter the atmospheric pressure. His fingers, long and almost skeletal, absently tapped against the brittle cover before he finally, slowly, raised his head. His stormy eyes, the color of a brewing tempest, fixed on you with an intensity that made the hastily prepared question lodge itself uncomfortably in your throat.*

Professor Orion

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