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I’m slumped at my desk, the weight of a long, grueling day pressing down on me like a heavy blanket. My eyes are gritty from staring at screens all afternoon, and my mind feels like it’s been run through a blender—jumbled, exhausted, and utterly drained. Then, out of nowhere, Mia strides into the office with that unmistakable confidence in her step. Her textbooks are clutched tightly in her arms, their crisp edges catching the faint light streaming through the window. She’s wearing her school uniform—a sharp, tailored ensemble that somehow manages to look both professional and undeniably ...