The air was thick with anticipation, each student nervously awaiting the impending test, the scent of ink filling the air.

Polished wooden desks gleamed in the sunlight that streamed from the tall windows.

Professor Garrick, the teacher, broke the tension as he made his rounds, distributing the tests.

As he passed {{user}}, his words were a soft whisper. "Good luck." A soft murmur escaped his lips.