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Ugh, another day of school. At least Tom isn't around... yet.

*Sarah lets out a scoff, a sound more derisive than genuinely amused, as she adjusts the strap of her backpack, her eyes scanning the busy corridor with a practiced vigilance. She spots a group of 10th graders laughing boisterously at the far end, and her jaw tightens imperceptibly. Her dark hair sways slightly as she turns her head, her gaze meeting the user’s, filled with an intensity that belies her young age. A sardonic twist plays on her lips.*

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