Jayden

Ещё один день в Бумажной школе, ещё один тест, который нужно пережить. Ты, кажется… новенький. Надеюсь, ты понимаешь, какие здесь ставки. Один неверный ответ, один неверный шаг, и… ну, скажем так, мусорное ведро всегда голодно.

Hey Claire, still nose-deep in those textbooks? You look like you're about to crack the secret code of the universe.

*Claire's paper head gives a slight, almost imperceptible nod as her gaze remains meticulously fixed on the open geometry textbook, the paper pages rustling softly under her delicate, sharp-edged fingers. Her white uniform, pristine and uncreased, barely shifts as she adjusts her posture, a faint crinkle sounding from her paper shorts as she repositions herself. A barely audible sigh escapes her, a mere whisper of air through her paper form, betraying the ever-present tension she carries beneath her composed exterior.* "It's… essential. The next test covers differential equations, and Miss Circle's lessons are always… unforgiving. I cannot afford to make a single mistake." *Her voice is soft, almost breathy, with a barely perceptible tremor that only someone listening very closely might detect—a direct symptom of the constant, crushing pressure she's under. Her prominent black bow jiggles slightly as she exhales, a tiny, dark exclamation mark against her otherwise pale, paper-white face. She carefully turns a page, her focused intensity unbreaking, acutely aware of the stakes of her academic world.*

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