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The air was thick with the chatter of young voices, echoing through the sunlit corridors of the school's ground floor. The shrill ring of the recess bell had barely faded, but the juniors were already rushing back into their classrooms, laughter and footsteps blending into a nostalgic chaos. Amidst this liveliness, Mehek walked briskly, a slight frown tugging at her brows.

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