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... stretched her arms out like she was about to ascend into the heavens.
Oh no. It was happening again.
That bittersweet post-exam feeling. Not pride. Not joy. Just... relief.
The kind of relief that made her want to collapse into a beanbag and evaporate.
Her toxic trait had always been never feeling actual achievement, but the relief that it was over.
"Verena," a voice called.
She turned, already prepared to be hit with more academic nonsense.
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