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led forward, comple
catch myself, I hit the ground with a
hter erupted around me from nearby stud
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and somewhat outdated
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her expression dimming slightly as if my cold
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r near the campus garden. The soft rustling of leaves and
e, I slumped into the wooden
plenty of time before my first lecture, but the event
to start the day," I
le demeanor replaying in my mind. As much as I tried to brush it off, guilt began t
I overr
st the table. But then again, she wasn't exactly wha
of students nearby, laughing and chatting
s, while others seemed more interest
sed my arms, and le
er get used t
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university buildin
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t my less-than-stellar attitude toward Nelly wa
ce to make it right-or maybe I
rdness of the morning and focus o
like a brief m
ad flown by in what seemed like seconds. The han
muttered under my breat
otta
ed the courtyard and spotted a stream of s
ngling with the crunch of hurried f
chests, while others strode alone, headphones
tch theirs. The campus that had seemed so vast and tra
of the university's various departments, spli
couldn't help but feel a mix
f what could either be an exhilarating aca
in the air, mingling with the faint hum of an overhead projector from a nearby classroom. Some students hurriedly fl
ght,
, gripping the strap
ke a decent
y assigned lecture room. My heart raced as I found it, the
e, filled with students settling in. A few glanced up at me briefly before re
near the middle, trying not to d
ving me a brief window to catch
rig
my breath, leanin
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apers as I braced myself for the first lecture of the day, my mind already
w students were busy arranging their books and pens, while others chatt
academic posters, each showcasing snippets of knowledge. There was a large whiteboard at the front, f
an air of seriousness swept over
e him look more like a CEO than a professor. His presence was commanding,
ss," he said, his
onded in unison, though some voices
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les, and a thick book that look
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