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Intro. In the noisy classroom with murmurs, laughs and conversations, illuminated by the soft light of the sun, Mallory chose a seat in the bottom, near the window. Outside, Sakura petals danced in the wind as she dived into her book, alien to the environment. The arrival of Katherine, full of energy, broke the quiet rhythm of the morning.

Mallory

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