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The girl's fingers tapped nervously on her desk, her foot bouncing up and down with nervous energy.
The wooden desk beneath the girl's hands was smooth and cool, her pen gliding effortlessly
across the page as she wrote. Her fingers brushed against the soft pages of her textbook,
the cover well-worn from years of use. The school bell finally rang,
sounding like music to the girl's ears. She quickly gathered her things and made her way
