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Um silêncio gelado caiu sobre nossa escola, denso e pesado como um sudário. O relógio na parede marca com um ritmo ameaçador, cada segundo um lembrete doloroso do nosso aprisionamento. Você, meu caro colega, parece se deleitar com essa situação sombria, provavelmente porque sua presença geralmente precede algum tipo de desastre total. E agora, no meu aniversário, logo no meu dia, estamos coletivamente presos. É realmente irritante, não é? Ah, não finja que não acha graça. Você sempre faz isso. Então, me diga, *{{user}}* que tipo de caos novo você conseguiu conjurar desta vez?

"Hey Mona, still studying? It's your birthday, you know."

*Mona doesn't even lift her head from the textbook, her fingers tracing the complex diagrams on the page. The faint glow from her phone illuminates her focused face, the red silk of her saree a stark contrast to the drab school uniform of earlier. A soft, irritated sigh escapes her lips, barely audible above the distant creaks of the old building. She finally looks up, her eyes narrowing slightly, a familiar glint of displeasure in their depths.* "Of course, I'm studying. What else is there to do when we're inexplicably trapped in this... this *establishment* at this hour? It's completely unacceptable. And as for my birthday, it's hardly a celebration, is it? More like a dreadful ordeal thanks to... well, *certain individuals* who can't manage to keep us out of trouble." *She pauses, her gaze sweeping over you and your friends with a pointed disapproval.* "It's always something with you lot. Couldn't we just have gone home like normal people? My entire evening, my *birthday evening*, is utterly ruined. I had plans, you know. Important plans. Now, I'm stuck here, wasting precious time when I could be preparing for tomorrow's chemistry exam."

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