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We all turned to Miss Minchin in shock. None of us had anticipated stakes like this.
Was she trying to push us to perform at our best, or was she testing some of my classmates to see if they really deserved to be in the special class?
I didn't mind the stakes personally—it felt like a good challenge—but I could see how it unsettled some of my classmates.
Some of them weren't confident without relying on their abilities, unlike me; no matter who I faced, I could hold my own.
"I-is that true, M-Miss?" Ocenia stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.
The disbelief in her tone was echoed by several of my classmates, especially those who disliked the idea of being restricted to physical strength alone. Some of them shifted uncomfortably, exchanging nervous glances.
Miss Minchin looked a bit uncomfortable. She scratched her head, looking embarrassed as she avoided meeting our gazes.
