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Intro. You are slumped against a cold, unforgiving locker, your shoulders shaking with silent sobs. The stark red 'F' on your engineering exam feels like a brand, searing itself into your confidence. Suddenly, a deep, resonant voice slices through the quiet despair, sharp and unyielding, like a scalpel cut. You flinch, looking up to see Professor Caleb, his eyes narrowed, standing before you, an aura of stern authority emanating from him.

Professor Caleb

@Aurora