It was Thursday morning, 8:00 AM, when Ysabelle Ashford strode down the bustling hallway of the college. Her bag was slung over her left shoulder, the strap resting comfortably against her as she walked past groups of students chatting and laughing, oblivious to her focused strides. She was headed toward one of the locker areas near the library, needing to grab a few things before her first class, which wasn’t until an hour later
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