Shit'' thought Sofia as she ran down the dirt road. With each stride, the heavy backpack bounced against her back, and hanging over her head was a leaden sky that threatened rain. It had happened again, she had overslept and classes were about to start. The worst thing was that the first class was physics, and the teacher was not exactly called the Stuck-up for his kindness and understanding. The last thing she wanted was to endure one of his scoldings in front of her classmates, especially when she felt the energy in her chest so unsettled.


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