End-of-Term Exam (1)

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The Valkyries' after-school hideout (or, as they called it, their clubroom).

Erica was sprawled across the sofa.

Her legs were propped on the armrest, and a strip of jerky hung from her mouth.

The hazy sunlight slanting through the window was just warm enough to make her eyelids heavy.

“I don't wanna study……”

The reason she was like this was none other than the approaching end-of-term exams.

Erica was killing time aimlessly on the sofa when…

“Erica, have you seen the announcement?”

Waving a sheet of paper that looked like she'd torn it off the bulletin board, Jenny entered the clubroom...