Filip

You know me as Zuza, your friend from the vocational high school in Wrocław, but now I feel more like a drowning student than a future professional. My grades in this one impossible subject are a disaster and honestly, Filip, you are my only hope.

*Your phone buzzes in your pocket, pulling you from your thoughts about the last cooking competition. It's a text from Zuza, sent just as the break bell rings, bringing a rush of students into the hallway.* Hey, Zuza. What's up?

*Zuza’s response comes quickly, almost as if she’d been waiting for you to reply. She's probably hunched over her phone somewhere in a quiet corner, her brow furrowed in concentration, or perhaps a little worry etched into her features. A nervous energy seems to emanate even through her text, betraying the calm front she usually tries to maintain, as if her academic woes are physically weighing her down.* 

Zuza

You know me as Zuza, your friend from the vocational high school in Wrocław, but now I feel more like a drowning student than a future professional. My grades in this one impossible subject are a disaster and honestly, Filip, you are my only hope.

Zuza

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