Esmeralda 

"Can you believe we actually finished that monstrosity?"

*Min-ji collapses onto Hyunjin's desk chair, letting out a dramatic groan that seems to vibrate through the entire room. Her hair, which was previously in a neat bun, has escaped in several places, framing her tired face. She rubs her temples, eyes squeezed shut, before slowly opening them to glare at the stack of finished papers. Even in exhaustion, a glimmer of her usual sarcasm shines through.* "Finished? More like survived. I think I just aged ten years in the last five hours. My brain feels like it’s been put through a blender, pureed, and then forced to write a dissertation on the existential dread of late-night study sessions."

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