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The school uniform policy applies to both genders. Students wear classic emblem blazers with the school's logo, which are to be worn over long-sleeve white shirts with IDs. They also wear plain red school ties. Female students wear black knee-length skirts or short skirts, while male students have the option of black pants. As for footwear, students wear black ankle socks or knee-high socks with shoes from brands such as Dr. Martens or New Balance. The bags are placed against the wall or under the desk, while some are placed outside the room, which is the position of the lockers in the school hallway.

The size of a classroom ranges from approximately 600 to 900 square feet and can accommodate around 35 students. The ceilings have tile patterns with integrated lighting, such as LED ceiling panels, offering illumination throughout the classroom.

The ergonomic chairs have a height of 18 to 19 inches and are paired with the standdesk, which features height-adjustable legs. The table consists of a white-colored top and black legs. The laminate flooring in the classroom is a light brown shade. The walls are constructed using light graydrywall.

The sunlight enters through the panoramic window glass, but its brightness is blocked by the gray curtains. 

Within the campus walls, on the left side, there is a sizable panoramic window that provides a view of the structures: buildings, houses, grass, and trees, with a sidewalk outside. On the right side, the tall wooden door, located at the center, is painted in a shaded blue. From the door, a small illustration is attached. It is decorated with quotes and displays art projects created by students, symbolizing their changes: transition from adolescence to adulthood.

The academic decorative banners and past photos add, showcasing the achievements of experienced learners and the ongoing process by students in the classroom. In one corner, there is a corkboard that displays various items such as job offers, acceptance letters from graduate schools, and plans for post-graduation. Moreover, the walls or even in the back have a mural of knowledge, which showcases timelines of scientific, artistic, literary epochs, honor, and world maps. 

The combination board enhances the lessons by offering both a whiteboard and a chalkboard, catering to different teaching preferences and methods. It supports the presentation of theories, literature, lecture notes, problem-solving, diagrams, equations, and facilitates global language learning. Additionally, it complements education with the presence of a projector screen.

The professor stands while the desk is positioned at the front of the classroom, near the whiteboard, allowing him to have a clear view of the students while writing using a dry erase marker. It writes with non-permanent, erasable ink that can be wiped off the whiteboard.

The room hummed with interactive activities: laptops open, notebooks opening, and papers shuffling, filled with curiosity and occasional friendly laughter, creating an atmosphere of intellectual gathering while note-taking and reflecting on opinions and knowledge.

The students' rows of desks showcased academic resilience with post-it notes, books, and textbooks, highlighting the individuals' dedication. Each had evidence of countless home study sessions. We sit upright and use our hands to write with pens or type on the laptop, while some of us twirl pens in our hands while listening to the professor. While listening and talking, the acoustic controls work, they are designed to absorb and diffuse sound waves. They are small passive materials that can be attached to various surfaces within the room.

"Everyone can share their own opinions," the professor encouraged and chuckled, wearing a polo shirt with a tie over a sports coat, paired with slacks and brown shoes.

"Among the sections of the educational voyage, it represents a microcosm of intellectual diversity."

"Analysis of the literary aspects led to the conclusion that the story contained collective wisdom."

"For me, amidst the lesson, the intellectual gathering is only for benefiting from the knowledge and observing randomness."

The others stood up and waited for the others to answer before them. They spoke with confidence. Thereafter, they momentarily looked at each other and sat down.

"To engage in the fields of cognitive science and multitasking, one must understand that the mind is the driving force behind the body's actions."

"Gravity is the force that causes motion and keeps the planets in orbit around the sun. It is also responsible for our stability on Earth. This force pulls objects with mass toward the center of the Earth, giving us our weight and keeping us from floating away. If gravity were to stop or the planets were to become stationary, it would disrupt their paths and potentially change their orbits. If gravity were to suddenly disappear, everything on Earth would literally float into space. Therefore, gravity plays an important role in celestial motion and is essential for maintaining our position on Earth."

The others, mentioning an educational, spoke with determination, showing serious expressions, and thereafter they sat. However, I want to say what's on my mind, so I stand up.

"Equations are a means of establishing equality between two quantities. Common operations such as division, addition, multiplication, and subtraction are used to solve equations and determine the value of the variable, making the equation complete. However, it is worth noting that algebraic techniques are used in order to handle and control equations and isolate the variable on a single side."

"Athy, that's too much. I have also come to the realization that too much focus on the practical application of algebra is unnecessary."

"Me too. I try to understand algebraic concepts, but I struggled to hold them in mind. It was challenging and mentally exhausting, seriously."

"Athy, as you mentioned, handling and controlling the variables of interest and isolating them on one side of the equation can make it easier to find the specific values. Thank you for the tip."

After I took a seat, I simply listened to their conversation. Their statements made me feel awkward. The professor was also listening, with a smiling expression.

"Mathematics seems important." 

"Hey, we will continue to hold it, even in the field of engineering." 

"Math is an integral part of our mental processes. It is something that can be observed in every person."

"I believe that math has a universal presence, even extending to the size of the world and continents." 

"If we think too much about math, it enables us to solve problems and think critically about every aspect of our surroundings."

"That's hilarious!"

"Gosh, after completing this class, I need to sleep."

"I feel the same way, I would prefer to avoid any discomfort or strain on my mind."

"It is acceptable for one's mind to be affected, it can be seen as an indication of the loss of innocence, though."

"The lessons will just pass temporarily, but they are very informative. However, that does not matter to me because I prefer living a normal life."

All individuals showed enthusiasm as they spoke and chuckled while comfortably seated, their footwear stepping on the ground. Their backs were leaned against the chair, and their arms were either resting on the table or crossed, with some even propping their chin up with their hand, their elbow leaning on the table. The rest of the classroom remained focused on their own tasks, with some attentively listening to the conversation. 

"How about literature? Are there any questions related to the subject?"

Quendrese raised her hand, and the professor looked at her.

"What is it?" he said, causing her to rise from her seat. "Is the study of literature an integral part of writing education?" she inquired before taking her seat again.

"Indeed, it is. By exploring literature, we explore aspects such as character development, storytelling techniques, plot structure, complex themes, and literary analysis." 

The professor responded, standing tall, with the whiteboard behind him. We all listened attentively as silence filled the room.

"We are exposed to diverse settings, characters, and narratives that stimulate our imagination through reading. By exploring different scenarios and understanding the characters, it can evoke emotional responses and analyze various literary works. This process allows us to acquire narrative techniques, and valuable skills, helping our writing abilities, artistic expression, and minds."

Everything that he has said demands our attention. 

"The study of literature encompasses the analysis of various forms of written expression, including critical analyses, cultural understanding, language development, essays, creative responses, communication, poems, and novels. We must attribute importance to literature because we, as readers of literature, have the capacity for critical thinking and the ability to develop our understanding until we have a perspective that allows us to make personal discoveries."

Once he has concluded his lecture, he directs his gaze towards each side. 

"Is there any more questions?"

As the professor continues to speak, we remain silent while observing him.

"If there's nothing else, that's all for today. If you have any questions, just email me or drop by during office hours," the professor said and went to the desk to gather the personal belongings that were used during class, then started walking to the door. "Everyone, see you later," he continued to speak towards the exit while holding the leather briefcase that contains personal belongings.

"See you next time."

"Thank you for the lecture, Professor. Have a great day."

"Take some time to rest."

We expressed our happiness together as the professor left. While some of us were still sitting, others had already stood up and started gathering their belongings to leave the room. 

"I really wanted to go home, but I have to attend another class for my course." The woman said with a sigh of exhaustion. The others listened, showing their willingness to respond.

"Cheer up. Just keep going. This is all for our future, and the challenges we face today will help us grow."

"That's right. Once we complete our tasks, we will have time to rest."

"Graduation is approaching, and I can't help but reflect on the difficult days I've overcome." 

"I feel the same way, but enduring the difficulty, we provided support to one another."

"I should confess my feelings to the person I am attracted to."

"If the person rejected you, we should go somewhere."

"Um, we can in fact see the content on your screen, so may I ask what you are reading?"

"I am engrossed in an online story novel." 

"Okay, I get it now."

"I see."

"The Twins talking to me is quite surprising. I think good things will come to me soon─ I mean, don't mind what I said. Both of you looking at me seems like I'm prey now, even though I'm a girl. Both of you should visit the online novels."

"I don't really use devices. I only use them for studying. Reading from screen devices can affect the eyes, you know?" 

"My sister is right. You should read books."

"However, certain online novels transitioned into books."

"Is that so? In that case, we should search for the website you're reading then."

"Let's go to the mall."

"Sure, you're buying something again, aren't you? In that case, don't forget to treat me."

"Of course, I know you. If I didn't treat you, you wouldn't go with me."

"Regarding the professor's statement, it seems to hint that I should describe the place before introducing the character. In my writing, I tend to combine the words together, but it looks disorganized."

"If a word is not part of the writing understanding, you can search for its other meanings. In any case, just revise and edit it." 

"Indeed. No matter what happens, you're going to discuss various aspects within the description to clarify the scenario."

"I guess, we need to aim for brevity while making sure that all the parts are well-integrated."

"I am hungry, let's go to the dining hall."

"I'm in."

"Hello, I am wondering where the book is that you borrowed from me the other day."

"I-It is currently in my locker. My bad. Please come with me."

"Bonjour."

"Oh my, thank you! You are so kind. Good day to you, and good morning as well. Also, please don't use your native language. I-I might not understand what you will utter soon."

They were happily and valiantly talking while listening to them. I had already finished gathering my belongings onto the table.

"Athy." 

Because of the familiar soothing tone, I directed my gaze, only to find Quendrese. 168 cm tall, she called out to me with a smile on her face and a confident posture as she approached me. Her black hair was straight, and her piercing black eyes had noticeable eyelashes and steady eyebrows. She was wearing a long skirt with black knee-high socks and dr. martens shoes, similar to mine.

"Let's go to the library," she said as she reached and stood in front of me while I sat.

"I am glad to go to the library." I responded, rising from my seat.

"Our designated seats are at the front, with you on the right and me on the left," she added with a chuckle. I nodded in response

"The others were busy with their courses and could not join us. We can plan to meet them later," I shared as we made our way towards the exit.

"I've been seeing their messages on my phone," she shared.

"Everyone has their own lesson just like us." I chuckled.

"Yes, it was unfortunately. Anyway, instead of getting the bags from the locker first, we should retrieve them at a later time."

"That sounds like a plan," I replied.

Leaving the classroom, we see the wide school hall in front of us. The ceilings are flat, decorated with rows of fluorescent lights that are constantly glowing. They are made of drywall and painted white to optimize lighting. The walls are made of concrete and painted light gray. As we walk side by side, we notice rows of lockers lining the walls, their metal surfaces reflecting the hallway. These lockers serve as functional storage spaces for students. The walls are decorated with educational posters. The school halls are lengthy and well-illuminated. As we pass by, we observe other students walking and some attending to their lockers.

The school halls are filled with the sounds of footsteps and chatter, occasionally interrupted by the noise of a locker door closing and the faint murmur of students talking about their personal matters.

"We had met during our middle school years. I remember you being a chatterbox back then, but now I have noticed a change in your communication habits," she unexpectedly remarked and chuckled, while we continued walking together.

"Yes, I realized that too. I don't seem to talk too much now. Instead, I prioritize listening before engaging in conversation," I responded, making sure to keep my voice discreet as we passed by other students. 

As we distanced ourselves from the crowd, their voices and footsteps soon faded into nonexistence. The empty hallway was solely occupied by the two of us.

"Sometimes I think that there is something on your mind," she declared, and to my surprise, I found her words to be accurate. 

"Since you choose to limit your speech, does that imply that you have a knack for reading people?" she inquired playfully.

"Indeed. According to my point of view, I am an observer and have a perception," I admitted and chuckled. "I don't merely observe others; I also observe the objects," I continued.

"My perceptiveness allows me to interpret and decipher their actions based on my observations," I further explained.

"May I know what made you change yourself?" she said after listening. I choose to express what's on my mind.

"I mentally change myself, all because of one person. I gather my thoughts in order to understand and learn the things that have remained innocent in my mind, until I discover the solution, and the purity disappears." I admit, and she briefly falls silent.

"It seems that this person is important to you," she finally responds, her voice noticeably subdued. I cannot help but feel curious for a moment. However, I recall something.

"Quendrese, I still remember what you said to me before," I say with a smile. I plan to speak further.

"Please refrain from discussing it," she sternly responds, abruptly leaving me speechless.

"..."

We remained silent as we walked towards the library. As I opened the wooden door, we noticed the silent atmosphere. The air is perfumed with the faint nostalgic aroma of old paper and ink. The cozy atmosphere makes people want to explore all the interesting things in the library.

It seems that everyone who enters the library wants to gain knowledge from the books. 

The library is adorned with sunlight streaming through closed windows, creating shadows on the gleaming hardwood floors. The ceiling, painted white, stretches above us, showing expansiveness. Lining the walls were towering bookshelves, constructed from dark wood, that stood tall and sturdy. They were filled with books of various sizes and shapes. The shelves were meticulously arranged, creating colors and textures as the books were organized by genre and author.

In front, a librarian stood behind a grand wooden desk, wearing a smile as she greeted the students and offered assistance to those seeking guidance. Behind her, cabinets adorned with glass-paneled doors showcased rare, valuable volumes and educational books. The bookshelves are positioned to the right and left, surrounding the middle of the room: The furniture, consisting of sturdy tables and chairs, is neatly arranged in rows. 

Each table features a small lamp, which emits a light that contrasts with the silence of the library. 

The hushed whispers of hardworking students engrossed in their studies with laptops and books, taking notes using their hands, while some groups of students are silently reading, their concentration undisturbed.

Both of us went toward the bookshelves, selecting a genre of our choice. Then, we settled down in the center of the room, engrossed in our reading. However, I couldn't help but notice her avoidance of eye contact. Despite this observation, I didn't find the opportune moment to think about it, as I felt my emotions remained inactive. My mind is thinking of completing the class within the day to meet Agnes.

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