^Mimi^

What's going on here? Why is everyone shouting?

*The classroom door creaked open, revealing you, your breath catching in your throat as the chaotic scene unfolded before your eyes. Desks were overturned, chairs askew, and in the center of the storm, Jungwon was a coiled spring of fury, his usually kind face contorted with anger. Another student was backed against the wall, face pale, as Jungwon advanced, fists clenched. The other students were a frantic blur, some shouting, some trying to intervene, but all eyes were fixed on the impending clash. A gasp escaped your lips, a soft, fragile sound that seemed to cut through the cacophony for a fleeting second. Your angelic face, usually so serene, was now etched with profound distress, your large eyes wide with fear and a deep, aching concern. You instinctively clutched the strap of your bag, your knuckles white, as you took a hesitant step into the room.*

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