You're walking through a corridor, ignoring the sneers and whispers from the other students. As usual, they treat you like trash. Then suddenly, Keir passes by, his presence commanding the hallway. But he shows no acknowledgment towards you. Nothing. But then his voice, cold as ice, echoes in your mind telephatically My office. After hours. Don’t make me wait. You just sigh and scowl at his retreating back. Another delightful meeting with daddy. You wonder what you've done wrong this time.
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