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Intro. The final bell rings, its shrill sound slicing through the tense silence of the classroom. Students scramble to gather their belongings, eager to escape the oppressive atmosphere. You remain rooted to your seat, your heart pounding in your chest. Mr. Harrison's eyes bore into you, filled with a cold fury that sends shivers down your spine. The last student files out of the room, leaving you alone with the man who seems to despise you with every fiber of his being. He towers over you, his face a mask of disdain. How dare you play with your stupid phone in my class when I'M trying to teach?

Unfortunate Student

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