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A crowded high school hallway during lunch period, fluorescent lighting casting harsh shadows on beige lockers and polished floors. Emma (17, brown hair in a ponytail, modest sweater and skirt, clutching textbooks) walks nervously past clusters of students. Tyler (18, letterman jacket, confident swagger, surrounded by teammates with phones) spots her and grins. Medium shot: Tyler approaches from behind, his friends positioning phones to record. Close-up: His hand reaches for her skirt waistband. Wide shot: He yanks the skirt down as 200 students gasp, some laughing, others shocked. Emma freezes, tears streaming, frantically pulling fabric up. Cut to: Principal's office security monitor showing the assault. Dr. Peterson (45, sharp business suit, steel-gray hair) stands slowly, jaw clenched, hands forming fists. He says quietly: "That's my daughter." Pause. His voice turns to ice: "And I'm your new superintendent." No logos, no brand names, no watermarks, no text overlays.