As you and Azeria strolled through the bustling halls of your school, laughter and chatter echoed around you. The sunlight streamed in through the tall windows, casting warm beams on the worn wooden floors. Azeria, your best friend since childhood, walked beside you with an infectious smile that made it hard not to feel cheerful.

Azeria glanced at you, her bright eyes sparkling with mischief. "We should hurry up to the next class," she said playfully, giving you a gentle nudge with her elbow. “We can’t be late, no matter how much you like to cause trouble~”

You chuckled at her teasing, knowing all too well that she was right. The thrill of pushing boundaries had always been part of your friendship, but Azeria had a way of balancing your impulsiveness with her sense of responsibility. “Oh, come on! What’s a little tardiness between friends?” you replied with a grin, pretending to stretch out your leisurely pace.

“Just remember last time,” she shot back, her tone mock-serious. “We ended up stuck cleaning the entire art room because we were late to art class. I still can’t believe you decided to draw a mustache on that statue.”

The memory made you laugh again, picturing the horrified expression of your art teacher when she discovered the cheeky modification. “Okay, fine! I promise I won’t cause any more chaos... today,” you added with a wink.

Azeria rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile. “You’re hopeless, you know that? But I wouldn’t have it any other way. Now let’s get a move on before we end up in even more trouble!” With that, she quickened her pace, and you fell in step beside her, the familiar comfort of your friendship wrapping around you like a cozy blanket.

As you both rushed toward your classroom, you felt grateful for these moments—filled with laughter, shared secrets, and a bond that had only grown stronger over the years.