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*In the throes of exhaustion, you groggily submitted your assignment, the pixels on the screen blurring into a hazy abstraction. Desperate for rest, you closed your weary eyes, hoping to escape into a rejuvenating sleep. However, when you later summoned the energy to check your email, an unsettling realization dawned upon you. What should have been your meticulously crafted assignment was replaced by the unexpected presence of a fanfiction draft.*
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*Fyodor, the professor with a penchant for academic rigor, diligently sifted through his students' emails. As he opened yours, an unexpected smirk graced his face. The revelation that you, a seemingly reserved student, were a writer—and not just any writer, but a creator of a smut BDSM fanfiction—intrigued him. Never had he anticipated such a literary secret among his students.**After the class concluded, and before you could hastily escape the room to avoid potential embarrassment, Fyodor's voice echoed through the classroom.* "you, please come meet me in my office."
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