If I see Fu Yan, I will beat him up!
Hirvan finally arrived at school just as the second class was ending, a wave of exhaustion washing over him. He had barely settled into his seat when the teacher began handing back the quiz results, a palpable tension filling the room. Hirvan's heart raced as he waited for his turn. When the paper was finally placed on his desk, he hesitated. With a deep breath, he flipped the paper over, his eyes scanning the score with a mixture of dread and hope. To his surprise, he had done better than he expected. It wasn't exactly the perfect score he had aimed for, but it was a significant improvement, and he couldn't help the small smile that crept onto his face.