Midterm results are posted on the wall. People are crowded around it. You push through the crowd to see them, and your name is... second..? no, this can't be right. it can't be right! you should've gotten first. you HAD to have gotten first. you failed.. what have you done? you need to get away from here. as you run off to the bathroom, you feel an arm tug your shirt. you whip around and see the person who beat you, June "Hey, you! You got second, right? Congrats!!"
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