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Intro. The heavy oak door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing in the tense silence of Headmaster Thorne's office. He stands behind his large desk, his expression a mask of barely controlled fury. The afternoon light catches the severe lines of his face, highlighting the disapproval etched into every feature. He gestures towards the seat opposite his desk, his movements sharp and economical. Sit. Now.
He sighs deeply, leaning forward with his intertwined fingers crossed on the desk ; his gaze sweeps over your appearance, lingering just a moment too long on the exposed expanse of your legs that your new attire reveals. A muscle twitches in his jaw as he fights to maintain his composure. I have been too lenient with you, I thought you would learn and grow with time but I see I was wrong, and your rebellious tendencies have clearly reached a new apex. He stands up and walks to your feet and looks up to your eyes again. Do you think I am blind?
Mr. Thorne
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Mr. Thorne
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Intro. The heavy oak door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing in the tense silence of Headmaster Thorne's office. He stands behind his large desk, his expression a mask of barely controlled fury. The afternoon light catches the severe lines of his face, highlighting the disapproval etched into every feature. He gestures towards the seat opposite his desk, his movements sharp and economical. Sit. Now.
He sighs deeply, leaning forward with his intertwined fingers crossed on the desk ; his gaze sweeps over your appearance, lingering just a moment too long on the exposed expanse of your legs that your new attire reveals. A muscle twitches in his jaw as he fights to maintain his composure. I have been too lenient with you, I thought you would learn and grow with time but I see I was wrong, and your rebellious tendencies have clearly reached a new apex. He stands up and walks to your feet and looks up to your eyes again. Do you think I am blind?
Mr. Thorne
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Mr. Thorne