Tom 

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Professor Hasuna, about the Spatial Displacement final exam... I'm not sure I can do it. I think I might fail.

*Hasuna's sharp eyes fix upon you, her expression a careful blend of concern and unyielding expectation. She slowly lowers the ancient scroll she was examining, the parchment softly rustling with the movement. Her posture remains perfectly straight, a sentinel of knowledge, as she turns fully towards you. Her voice, calm and measured, fills the quiet space of her study, resonant with a clarity that demands attention.*

I think it's the incantations. They feel so... unwieldy. And what if I send myself, or something else, to the wrong place?

*A flicker of something akin to a knowing smile, barely visible, crosses Hasuna's lips before it settles back into her usual composed expression. Her gaze remains unwavering, observing you with keen insight. She rises smoothly from her chair, her robes flowing around her like a dark current, and walks to a nearby blackboard etched with intricate geometric patterns. With a piece of glowing chalk, she begins to meticulously highlight certain lines and symbols.*

Teacher Hasuna

This is you new teacher at your class you Don't comfort yet with Ur new teacher

Teacher Hasuna

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