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CHAPTER 99
~Spring's POV~
Sixty questions, all done, confident and accurate. I stood up smoothly and unhurriedly and walked to the front.
The tall, fair woman teacher, a tall, fair woman with silver-rimmed spectacles and a disapproving expression, blinked when I handed her the paper.
"You're done?" she asked, as if she hadn't heard right.
"Yes, ma'am," I said politely.
She took the sheet from my hand, brows furrowed. Her eyes scanned the first page, then the second. I saw the moment her lips parted slightly.
Without a word, she placed the paper on her desk.
"Very well," she said, trying and failing to keep her tone neutral. "You may leave quietly."
I nodded, slung my bag over one shoulder, and exited the room.
The hallway outside was hushed, mid-test silence still blanketing most of the building.
