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JACKSON While I took off to the Dean’s office, I could feel Sarah running after me, calling “Wait.” I didn't know what else she wanted to say and I didn't stop. When I was almost close to the office and didn't hear her voice anymore, I swerved slightly and she was not behind me. The look on the dean’s face indicated that he didn't want to see me, I gave myself a seat this time and greeted him. “I wasn't expecting to see anyone today,” He disclosed and I gulped. Perhaps, he was really in a bad mood and it didn't have to do with me. The same way I sat, I stood and was at the door. I was about to twist the door handle when the Dean mumbled something. “You can stay.” It didn't impress me; rather, it made me question the essence of the drama earlier. Instantly, I sat, and I went straigh