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Shadeblood

The hallways teemed with students adorned in impeccably tailored uniforms, a sea of black suits and pristine white attire. Boys sported red ties and neatly ironed trousers, while girls wore ribbons elegantly knotted around their necks and skirts of modest length. Laughter, chatter, and the vibrant energy of youth filled the air, creating an atmosphere typical of private school breaks.

In a secluded corner, locker number 81 served as a backdrop for a young lady, her appearance meticulous from head to toe. Cascading waves of beautiful hair reached down to her waist, and the neat ensemble of her uniform, polished black shoes, and perfectly knitted ribbon showcased her attention to detail. Reading glasses perched upon her eyes hinted at a visual impairment.

As she opened her locker, arranging her neatly stacked books, the peaceful moment shattered when a voice from the other side of the locker door called her name, "Weslie!" The feminine voice echoed through the corridor.