Noah sat in the middle of the classroom, staring at the exam paper in front of him.
The room was eerily quiet, save for the occasional scribbling of pens and the soft shuffling of parchment.
Sunlight streamed in from the tall windows, but it did nothing to lift the oppressive atmosphere that hung over the room.
Every student was deep in concentration, their faces pale with anxiety.
The silence was suffocating, and Noah felt the weight of it pressing down on him.
He tapped his pen on the desk, trying to keep his cool.
'Focus, focus, focus,' he thought, but it wasn't working.
Frustration bubbled up inside him, and he clenched his jaw, glancing around the room.
Everyone seemed to be doing just fine, their heads bent over their papers.
Meanwhile, Noah's mind was a complete mess.
"This exam isn't as easy as I thought it'd be," Noah muttered under his breath, his eyes narrowing at the questions on the paper.
