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... a long line of students stretched across the polished marble floor. Each one fidgeted, adjusted their uniforms, or whispered to their neighbors, all vying for a coveted spot on the student council. The air was thick with anticipation, the weight of ambition and noble pride pressing down on the young hopefuls.
Lord Daniel Marciel, the poised and charismatic president of the student council, stood at the front of the hall, his sharp blue eyes scanning the crowd. His blonde hair was neatly ...
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