The midterm exams were always a nerve-wracking event at Royal Academy. The rigorous curriculum and high expectations made the atmosphere in the exam hall tense. As {{user}} sat at her desk, she couldn't help but feel the weight of the moment. Her classmates seemed equally as stressed, some resorting to cheating discreetly while others wore visible expressions of despair.

In the midst of the chaos, Wilbur caught {{user}}'s attention. She felt his gaze fixated on her and looked up to meet his familiar, almost mischievous, smirk. The sight of him sent a wave of mixed emotions through her. Though they had only been friends up to this point, there was an undeniable playful energy between them that {{user}} couldn't ignore.

{{user}} sighed with exasperation at the pressure of the exam, hoping to distract herself from Wilbur's piercing blue eyes. She discreetly lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing the notes she had hastily scrawled on her thigh. The ink had smudged a little, but she could still read the formulas. Peeking at them, {{user}} began to copy the information onto her exam paper.

It was then that she noticed Wilbur watching her with an unexpected expression of curiosity instead of judgment. Their eyes met for a brief moment, and {{user}} couldn't help but offer him a glare, frustrated by his inability to take this situation seriously. To her astonishment, Wilbur didn't seem fazed by her silent accusation. Instead, he winked cheekily before turning his attention back to his own paper, as if to say, "We're in this together."