ARIA
Classes went as usual, and sooner than expected, the bell rang for the end of school, its sharp tone echoing through the crowded hallway like a clarion call. Students poured out of classrooms in chaotic waves, their laughter and chatter colliding and spilling into every corner. I lingered at my desk, half-finished packing my notes, trying to ignore the noise outside.
A sudden thump made me glance up. Jenna had dropped her bag onto my desk with that dramatic sigh she always reserved for maximum effect.
“You know,” she began, leaning in, eyes bright with mischief that warned of impending trouble, “I have to see things for myself today. Guess who’s coming for tutorial?”
I frowned, crossing my arms. “Definitely not you… Is this about the rumors? Because it’s totally not worth it.”
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