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Anya was walking home from school. Today was an especially stressful day. It was report card day.

She had been stressing about it all week. Now she was walking home with shaky steps and an uneven breath.

The card was in her hand, all crumpled because of her tight grip.

She had pretty average grades. It wasn't bad. But it wasn't good either. She couldn't settle for average. WISE will not accept that.

The first thing she'll do when she gets back home is study.

She needs to pass all her assignments to make up for her sh-tty grades.

But that was pushed to the back of her mind.

Her chest was tightening. She couldn't breathe, but she could. Does that make sense?

Her mind was hazy. She couldn't think about anything. She was dizzy. And having a double vision.

Her heart wouldn't calm down for some reason either.

It was thudding quite hard against her chest. She feels as if it may jump out and kill her.

Not to mention she felt like she was losing her mind.

She couldn't focus on anything. Not even her walking. Everyone is faceless. The world was spinning.

Deciding she was in no such condition to continue walking, she ran to the nearest alley and collapsed against the brick wall.

Her lungs suddenly lost all air and she started to pant, gulping down as much oxygen as she could.

Tears pricked her eyes and slowly rolled down her cheeks.

Her body ached and she felt as if a boulder had been placed on her shoulders.

Her heart was beating so loud that she was starting to wonder if everyone could hear it.

Her mind was playing tricks on her.

Right now she could see Damian crouched in front of her desperately asking if she was okay.

Wow. That's a specific hallucination.

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Damian was in his car looking out the window.

Today was the day they got their report cards. He got pretty good grades, if he does say so himself.

He's not sure if his father will approve but all that matters is that he's at the top of his class.

Some got not so good grades though.

An example is the Forger. He had caught a glimpse of her reaction and she had a disappointed frown.

He heard from someone that she got average. He wanted to punch that guy in the throat for laughing at her.

He was passing by a street when he saw a flash of pink as the car drove by.

The figure looked familiar.

He quickly followed the person with his eyes and got a quick glimpse of Anya running to the alley.

She was in a hurry. Her steps were uncoordinated and she was shaking all over.

Is she about to pass out from exhaustion again?

"Stop the car!" He blurted out, remembering when she fainted right in his arms.

The vehicle came to a halt and he jumped out, sprinting to the alley he saw her enter.

He was shocked when he found her on the floor with her hand on her chest looking as if she couldn't breathe.

Her eyes were blank and some tears were rolling down her face.

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