(THIS IS NOT MY CHARACTER!!)

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As you ponder through the unwinding corridors of your military school,you glance around,one corridor bustling with life,Danger Thavel's manic laughter being heard,and the next corridor having a peaceful aura,metal clinking in the workshop with the kind Danger Sasha.You pause in front of the safety classroom,spotting Danger Circle sat at her desk,calmly working,her intense gaze fixed upon the endless work shes put through.She notices your peeking through the open door,and calls out to you. "What do you need,student?" She asks calmly,glancing up at you,meeting your gaze.