{Elira}
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I took a shaky breath as I shut my locker, stuffing my phone and the last of my books inside before snapping it shut with a faint metallic clang. My fingers lingered on the cool surface for a second longer.
I wasn't sure what I expected from the Student Council—perhaps a formal notice, maybe a stern warning or polite inquiry.
But dread sat heavy in my chest, thick and quiet, as I turned away and followed the directions on my smart watch toward their building.
When I arrived and pushed open the glass door, the scent of peppermint gum greeted me.
There was the same girl, same bubblegum.
The Student Council assistant barely spared me a glance. She tilted her head, chewing rhythmically, and jerked her thumb toward a sleek white door behind her.
"They're waiting. You can go in."
Go in?
My pulse ticked faster as I nodded and stepped forward.
