Somiya and Demi strolled into their classroom, their laughter echoing as they chatted about the latest gossip. Zeya trailed closely behind, her mind elsewhere, disinterested in their conversation. "Here's your English notecopy. Didn't I tell you that you left it in class?" Demi remarked, handing Zeya her copy with a knowing smile. As Somiya and Demi rummaged through their bags, taking out their own note copies, Zeya's attention drifted, lost in a whirlwind of her own emotions.