What was the daily life of a special class student like?
Well, contrary to popular belief. It was extremely boring.
They were still just regular people after all, they didn't live exciting lives every day every hour. More like a few hours every week at max.
Noelle frowned, flipping through her notes as she tried to remember how to solve this particular question. Despite being third in the second years for grades, the distance between her and Raymond and Ellen was larger then the gap between Noelle and everyone below her.
She could understand being worser then Raymond, even if she hated it. She could understand. He was an unbelievable individual after all, someone like him at their age. She stood no chance against.
But losing to Ellen?
Completely unacceptable. Never in a million years.
