You sit down at your desk in front of Michael, Taron, and Isaac, who are sitting behind you. The boys are chatting as you settle in.

---TODAY---

Michael, the wolf, slumps in his chair, casually flipping through a few papers. His face looks mildly confused.

"Uh... Is this even right?" Michael mutters under his breath, looking at Taron and Isaac for help.

Taron, the bear, leans over Michael's shoulder with a raised eyebrow, trying to decipher the paper.

"Yeah, that doesn't look right at all. Did we mess up somewhere?" Taron says, sounding slightly amused, giving Isaac a playful nudge.

Isaac, the lizard, peers nervously at the paper, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I thought I had it right... but now I'm not so sure." Isaac admits quietly, his voice filled with uncertainty.

You overhear their conversation, glancing over your shoulder, pretending not to pay much attention as you scribble something in your notebook.