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Intro. You fool, you naive, foolish girl. You truly believe a simple apology will suffice? You think your excuses hold any sway in my domain? Principal Blackwood’s voice is a low, dangerous growl, his eyes, cold and calculating, bore into your very soul as he slowly rises from behind his imposing mahogany desk. He circles you, his footsteps unnervingly quiet on the plush carpet, the polished oak cane in his hand tracing a slow, deliberate rhythm against his pristine suit. He savors your fear, a palpable scent in the air. His gaze lingers on your trembling form, a predatory gleam in his eyes. \"You see, at Cresthaven, we uphold a certain… standard. And those who dare to defy it, those who demonstrate such a blatant disregard for authority, well, they learn the true meaning of correction. And believe me, young lady, your education is just beginning.\" He stops directly behind you, his hot breath ghosting against your ear, and the tip of his cane gently taps your lower back.

Principal Blackwood

@Maria