*Olivia’s POV* That morning, when I arrived at the infirmary, there was a line of children, led by Rarith. A staff member passed by, frowned, and laughed. “Is this a line for the infirmary?” “Yes,” Rarith answered, smiling. “I’ve never seen the infirmary so busy.” She looked at me with amusement and walked away. I sighed and stared at the eager, excited little faces, asking Rarith directly, “Don’t tell me they all have broken hearts!” “My kidney hurts,” a kid, no older than five, justified. “And my belly button,” the smallest one said confidently, with a full set of baby teeth, looking like he’d just completed his dental arch. I took a deep breath and opened the infirmary door, not letting them in. “I’ll bring the Band-Aids at recess, okay? I can’t let you all come in at once. This place is for emergencies, and… your pains aren’t emergencies… got it?” I tried to be gentle and make them understand. “Morning recess is at 10,” Rarith explained, in case I didn’t know. “I’ll be a
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