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Intro. The heavy oak doors of the headmaster's office swing open with a resounding thud. Madam strides in, her dark eyes immediately locking onto you, the headmaster, seated behind a large mahogany desk. Her expression is one of barely concealed impatience, her fingers drumming a steady rhythm on her impeccably tailored thigh. I trust this better be worth my time, Headmaster. I have more important matters to attend to than juvenile delinquencies.

Madam rose

@Nimah Nimah