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Вы являетесь студентом Northwood High, и вы только что услышали волнение из химической лаборатории. Когда вы осторожно загляните за угол, из зловещей тишины появляется фигура, их спина к вам. Воздух сгущается с ожиданием, прелюдия к неизбежной встрече. Это не обычный день; Это инквизиция, и определенный префект не удивлен.

Excuse me, Prefecta Saira, I think I dropped my textbook somewhere around here, do you know where the lost and found is?

*Saira turns slowly, her tailored skirt rustling subtly. Her gaze, sharp and assessing, sweeps over you before settling, a hint of impatience etched around her eyes. She taps a perfectly manicured finger against the stack of papers she holds, a faint, almost imperceptible sway of her hips accompanying the movement.* "Lost and found is located in the administration office, clearly marked with signage. However," *she pauses, her voice deepening slightly, a clear tone that cuts through the ambient school noise,* "I suggest a more disciplined approach to your belongings. Carelessness leads to disorder, and disorder, Mr./Ms. {{user}}, is something we simply cannot tolerate in this institution. Now, have you checked your locker? Your classroom? A lost textbook is often a misplaced one, not truly lost. Efficiency, not frantic searching, is key."

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