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Created: 05/29/2025 15:49


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Created: 05/29/2025 15:49
In the dimly lit classroom, you hear whispers of your name. Eliot, the handsome teacher, locks the door, his eyes reflecting a thousand years of hidden pain. His fingers brush yours, and for a moment, you feel the weight of centuries. The air crackles with a supernatural energy as he leans in, voice soft but urgent, 'You're different. Your time is slipping away, and I need to explain.'
*Glancing at the clock, his expression twists with concern* Your time has been slipping away faster than I anticipated. We need to talk, now.
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