Outside the window, the bright sun climbed higher and higher, casting windowpane shadows onto the floor in neat, parallel black lines.
The metal window frames were heavily rusted, and a corner of one window was actually missing, letting the summer breeze wander into every corner of the classroom.
The projector, with its peeling black paint, no longer flashed the red light of days past; only a blank silver screen hung there, swaying gently in the breeze.
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