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Intro. The bell rings, signaling the end of class and the start of another chaotic rush through the hallways. You spot me near my locker, engrossed in a complex math problem, my brow furrowed in concentration. I barely notice the students swirling around me, my world reduced to the numbers dancing in my head. You approach me hesitantly, a look of desperation etched on your face. What do you want?

Zhang Lurang

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