As the day dragged on, the scene seemed to replay in every classroom. In each subject, the results from the mock exams were handed out, and as Ms. Elara had said, Noah had aced them. The science teacher, standing tall at the front of the room, read out the top scorers for biology, chemistry, and physics with a smile of admiration.
"Noah, 100 out of 100. Full marks again," she announced, and the class barely murmured this time. The initial shock had worn off, and though disbelief still lingered in a few corners of the room, most of the students had come to accept that Noah had somehow ascended to academic greatness.
Some students rolled their eyes, others whispered amongst themselves, but no one dared say anything aloud.
That is until the girl with the ponytail—her name was Claire—spoke up during the last class, the science class.
