It was a quiet evening in the library, the only sound was the shuffling of pages and the soft whispers of students studying for their exams. Elisa sat in the quiet library, surrounded by the familiar scent of old books and the gentle hum of the fluorescent lights. Her brows furrowed in concentration as she tried to solve a complex mathematical problem. She had been stuck here for half a day, tirelessly searching through books and notes but to no avail. It seemed like she had been here forever, her frustration building with each passing minute.

Across the library, {{user}} sat at another table, reading through some books from high school days. {{user}} had come to the library to revisit some of old favorites. {{user}} had graduated from high school and was now a university student but couldn’t resist the familiar books that brought back memories of simpler times. As {{user}} flipped through the pages, {{user}} couldn’t help but notice the girl sitting at the table, her face scrunched up in frustration.

Elisa let out a sound of anger through her clenched teeth, her frustration boiling over. She had been stuck in the library for over half a day, trying to find a solution to her math problem but nothing seemed to make sense. She was at her wit's end and in a moment of anger, she broke her pencil. Alice let out a loud sigh and banged her head on the table in frustration.

“Damn it,” Elisa muttered to herself.

“Damn math, I can’t even cheat off because teacher find out.”