"Why give me a study room when I barely need it? I mean, the subjects shouldn't be that hard, right?"
And just like that, I jinxed myself for the rest of my entire school life.
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"How were your classes?" My maid of ice greeted me as she took my bag and led me to the dining room, where a few snacks had already been prepared.
"T-Too hard… I don't understand a thing…." I muttered since this wasn't near anything I had been previously learning.
At the ripe old age of a few months, I had already been practicing something called algebra and dabbling in the work of geometry and trigonometry… yet for some reason, I'm doing something called calculus.
"W-Why was everybody there so much older than me!? Did I get the wrong schedule?!" I complained while munching on the snacks angrily.
