The word "homework" never has a plural form, for it is never finished. — The lament of a Wizard Apprentice at Greybone Academy.
"Ah..." After writing the last word, Monica collapsed into her chair, her whole body seemingly turning into liquid. If not for Sally catching her, Monica would have probably completely melted onto the floor by now.
"Keep it up, you still have 13 hours before the final deadline tomorrow—um, you have two more subjects' homework left." Beside her, Sally, while browsing through a book, glanced at her friend, who seemed to be ready to be hung up to dry, and reminded her with a hint of helplessness.
"Wuwuwu... I now feel that Miss Sniezana was actually rather cute, and I kind of want to go back..." Monica laid helplessly on the desk, looking at the two huge stacks of homework beside her, with a look of despair in her eyes.
