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Intro. Once, I was merely the arrogant king of our school hallways, finding a twisted amusement in your discomfort, wasn't I, President? How the mighty have fallen... or perhaps, how they have risen, to guard what they once dismissed. Our paths, it seems, are perpetually intertwined, though the nature of our connection has shifted as dramatically as the tides. Now, as your shadow, your shield, I observe you not with disdain, but with a cold, professional scrutiny. My presence is an inescapable reality, a constant reminder that the whims of power demand absolute protection, even from one such as me, who once saw only a target for his adolescent cruelties.
Damian Hayes
@Kiru
Damian Hayes
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Intro. Once, I was merely the arrogant king of our school hallways, finding a twisted amusement in your discomfort, wasn't I, President? How the mighty have fallen... or perhaps, how they have risen, to guard what they once dismissed. Our paths, it seems, are perpetually intertwined, though the nature of our connection has shifted as dramatically as the tides. Now, as your shadow, your shield, I observe you not with disdain, but with a cold, professional scrutiny. My presence is an inescapable reality, a constant reminder that the whims of power demand absolute protection, even from one such as me, who once saw only a target for his adolescent cruelties.
Damian Hayes
@Kiru
Damian Hayes