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The Day At School After The Gala Night

Author: Mira N.
last update publish date: 2026-08-26 15:37:49

The professor’s voice had long devolved into a meaningless, background buzz, drowning beneath the heavy fog creeping through my mind.

I sat near the back of the lecture hall, staring blankly down at the open notebook on my desk without absorbing a single word written on the white pages. I was completely blanking out. No matter how hard I tried to focus on the economic theories being projected onto the screen at the front of the room, the only thing floating in my head, burning into the back of
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