The Pressure of Exams

The week of exams had arrived, and the entire school was consumed by an atmosphere of stress. The usual chatter in the hallways was replaced by hurried discussions about formulas, historical dates, and last-minute cramming.

Reiji sat at his desk, flipping through his notes lazily. He wasn’t the type to stress over exams, but that didn’t mean he could slack off entirely. His grades were decent—not top-tier like Sena’s, but good enough to keep him from any real trouble.

Speaking of Sena…

He glanced sideways. **She was sitting a few seats away, scanning her notes with an intense focus, practically radiating an aura of determination.** It wasn’t surprising—Sena was one of the top students in their grade.

"Yo, Tsukishima," Kaito called from behind.

Reiji turned, only to see Kaito grinning smugly. "How’s the studying going?"

Reiji shrugged. "It’s going."