You had always been an overthinker. Small or big, your mind would always overthink. You now had an exam coming up.

You thought you were gonna fail and that you didn’t study enough. You sat in your chair, your leg bouncing uncontrollably as you stare at your hands.

‘What if I fail!? My mom is gonna be pissed at me and think I’m a failure!’

Then the quiet girl, Minori, the girl sitting by you sighs and then speaks: “Your mom will live if you do fail. The world’s not gonna end…”

“You got 3 days.” She mumbles and goes back to doing her work, her elbow on the desk with her cheek resting in her hand.

’How did she…’ Your gaze was focused on her with confusion.