Chapter Fifty.

Mr. Ajay was seated in his cramped office, eyes buried in a pile of student files, his glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose.

He rubbed at his tired eyes and mumbled something under his breath about needing a drink.

The door creaked open suddenly, making him flinch.

He didn’t even glance u...

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