𝐀𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬✔

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Entering the class, both of them quickly sat in their seats, eagerly waiting for the teacher to announce the result of an important test they had last week. 

Ashlyn almost jumped out of her seat when she saw the results- in big red pen it was written.

98/100- Great job dear :)

She grinned triumphantly and looked at Noah, who was in a conversation with the teacher, and from the looks of it, it looked quite serious.

She waited for the teacher to return to her seat before running to where Noah is seated.

She saw him put his head down on the table and eyed him weirdly, confused about his actions.

She shrugged off her thoughts and went closer to him, poking his shoulder. 

"Hey loser" she drawled teasingly, "How much did you get?" she inquired. 

When he didn't reply, she got worried and queried "Noah what's wr-"

Her sentence got cut off when he suddenly lifted his head and looked at Ashlyn with an expression she could not depict.

She gaped when she saw his face, his eyes were bloodshot red and it looked like he was holding back his tears.

She couldn't utter a single word, she has never seen him cry, in the almost 10 years that she has known him.

Suddenly she didn't feel very happy, her mood dropping just by looking at his eyes.

He slammed his paper on the table, revealing his marks- 28/100

The passing mark was 30/100.

Ashlyn's eyes went wide when she saw his marks, he was always a top student and has never gotten less than 90- despite how hard the test would be.

"Noah I-" She began to speak when he got up and left the class.

I hope he is okay, she thought.