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    C_rs

    C_rs - school

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    c.ai

    The interior of the private jet is silent, save for the low hum of the engines and the rain streaking across the reinforced glass. You’re hunched over a physics textbook, scribbling notes on velocity vectors, trying to feel like a normal student for just twenty minutes. A shadow eclipses your page. Your manager reaches down and calmly closes the book, his thumb lingering on the cover. "The board saw your social media metrics, Lightning. They don't want 'Student-Athlete.' They want 'Icon.' We’re dropping the schooling clause. From now on, your only laboratory is the asphalt. Put the book away; you have a wind-tunnel test in an hour."