The school exams arrived as scheduled.
Sam no longer needed to resort to cheating to achieve good grades; he could now proudly declare that he relied solely on his own abilities.
Turning his head, he could see the trees outside the window, which seed to have grown taller than they were a few months ago.
Crows cawed in the distance, perching on distant trees and telephone poles.
On the sports field, younger and older students played basketball, their ga punctuated by the rhythmic thumping of the ball, their efforts shedding the last vestiges of sumr sweat in the autumn air.
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Beside him, the sound of pen tips scratching against exam papers began to fill the air, a steady rustle.
The invigilating teacher stood at the podium, like a watchful prison guard scrutinizing all the young potential rule-breakers below.
The scenes inside and outside the classroom seed disjointed; the casual freedom outside contrasted sharply with the inexplicable order within the classroom.
Yet, it was this contrast and division that would beco an important part of the mories.
Sam was actually enjoying the mont, feeling the passage of ti neither too fast nor too slow, as the days steadily moved forward.
It was like progressing in a role-playing ga, constantly achieving new milestones, ready to start the next chapter.
But what exactly is the future?
Looking at the bright blue clouds on the horizon and the dazzling light they reflected...
"Is the answer out there? Focus on your paper."
"Ah... sorry."
Sam began to focus on his exam, a faint laughter echoing nearby. He wasn’t embarrassed; instead, he smiled.
Now, these questions seed to pose no challenge to Sam.
In summary.
The entire exam process exuded a sense of simplicity.
What erged was a magical sense of achievent.
A high-level player returning to the newbie village in a ga to dominate?
Perhaps in the ga, this would feel boring and quickly lose its appeal.
But right now, this was his life, and all Sam could feel was exhilaration.
As the exam concluded, Sam was the first to hand in his paper, drawing extra attention from the invigilating teacher.
However, Sam just smiled and left the classroom, heading straight for the club room.
"Bang!"
"Ladies, behold your king of exams!"
Sam spread his arms wide, as if embracing the entire world, as if countless futures lay before him, waiting to be conquered.
But soon.
Sam realized sothing was off.
Because there were two pairs of eyes staring straight at him, the expressions in those eyes... how to put it.
They were incomprehensible.
Disbelieving.
Even incredulous.
These pairs of eyes belonged to Isabella and Sophie.
They watched as Sam awkwardly held his arms in the air.
Then they exchanged glances.
Isabella couldn’t hold back first.
"Pfft... What kind of bizarre proclamation is that? Sam, did you forget to take your dication today?"
Sophie wanted to laugh too, but as always, she tried hard to hold it back, then spoke in a slightly mockingly harsh tone.
"Sam is always so boring, always thinking about weird things, as if he’s constantly in a fantasy."
Sam lowered his arms and coughed, then turned around to close the door of the club room.
Then he looked at them irritably.
"Can’t you show a little respect for the only male mber of this club, who should be treasured like a national treasure?"
Isabella was still laughing, bending over backward.
"I’d love to respect you, Sam... but it’s like watching a circus performance, I’m willing to give your performance just now a round of enthusiastic applause."
Sam retorted irritably, "You’re the clown."
Trying to change the subject, Sam turned to Sophie.
"Isn’t today an exam day? How co you’re here so early? Oh, did you realize the gap in our abilities and give up?"
Sophie shot a disdainful glance at Sam, who seed overly confident, even daring to mock her openly.
"Thinking too much, aren’t you? I always finish my exams first, way before you. On the other hand, you, with all your confident talk, only got here now. Were you perhaps troubled by the exam questions?"
Sam chuckled lightly, not responding imdiately but instead turned to Isabella. "Senior, when did Sophie get here? Was it really early?"
Sophie paused, suddenly turning to Isabella, as if eager to say sothing.
But Isabella had already started speaking, her quick response catching everyone off guard.
"Not too long ago, I think just two minutes before you ca in... yeah, she even ran here, didn’t you notice her cheeks are still a bit red?"
"Isabella!!!"
Sophie couldn’t help but call out her na. She clenched her fists, her usually cool expression now tinged with embarrassnt.
Isabella looked innocently at Sophie, blinking her eyes.
"Eh? What’s wrong... was I not supposed to say that?"
"You’re still pretending!!"
By now, Sophie had pretty much figured out Isabella’s intentions, realizing she was even more ’scheming’ than Sam.
It was clearly a deliberate act.
However, at this mont, her biggest adversary wasn’t this girl.
Because Sam had already moved his position, quite boldly at that, dragging his chair right in front of the girl, blocking Sophie’s view so that all she could see was his teasing gaze.
"Yo, so Sophie... you ca early? Two minutes early, and even ran here? You must be really impressive."
Sophie’s cheeks flushed red, her fists clenched tightly.
"What’s it to you... I just finished my exam earlier than you, that’s undeniable, right?"
Sam chuckled softly.
"Your classroom is closer to the hallway than mine, and I even took so ti to enjoy the scenery before I started writing... Plus, you always seem so confident, yet you ended up running here. Why did you have to run? Is our club a restaurant, and you were rushing to get here for a al?"
"Snap."
Sophie actually pulled a fast-food box out of her bag.
Then she glared at Sam. "Yes! I was rushing to eat, got a problem with that?"
Sam paused, turning his head to look at Isabella.
"When did she learn to be so shaless? Did she learn that from you?"
Isabella shrugged her shoulders.
"If we’re talking about being shaless, there’s only one person here who could truly be called a master at it, and you know who I’m talking about, right?"
Sam didn’t even have to think.
"Of course, you’re talking about Angel, right? Yeah, I think so too. She’s pretty shaless."
Not that he was talking about himself.
Hmm... probably not, right?
Then he saw Isabella smiling at him, a sowhat eerie smile.
It gave Sam a chill...
What was this strange unease?
"Clang!"
Before he could finish his thought.
The classroom door behind him made a significant noise.
Sam turned around.
And saw.
A glow like that of a deity, making her appear like a celestial being descended to earth.
A girl more sacred than deities.
But compared to all this, the expression on her face... ford a stark contrast.
Angel was looking at Sam, staring at him. And her face bore a slight, familiar smile.
It was the kind of smile that made one feel uneasy from deep within, almost causing one to break out in a sweat.
"Oh, Sam. So in your heart, I’m such a shaless woman?"
Damn it!
Why did it have to be so coincidental!! I was just joking!
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