"Wrath!" Pride squeezed his friend's shoulders with all his might.
"Ah! Did I actually fail this time? I swear I did everything this time. Don't make me run," Wrath jumped and latched onto Lust. "I'm too scared to look. Just tell me how I did."
'The delinquent is afraid? No, there's no way,' the teacher pondered.
"Don't use me to hide from him," Lust tried to pry her away.
"I'm not letting go until I know for sure that I'm safe," she buried her face in her friend's arm.
"You didn't fail! Now let go of me."
"Huh?" Wrath finally looked down and straight at her report card. "4.0?"
