Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Libby stared at the fiendishly difficult questions, feeling a cold sweat forming in her palms. Thankfully, Alexa had tutored her, so she was familiar with most of the questions on the paper. They weren't exactly the same, but the types of questions were similar.

As she listened to the groans and complaints from her classmates, a smirk crept onto Libby's lips. She had a feeling that this time, her score would be exceptionally high, leaving the others far behind. Libby glanced over at Flora, only to find her already deep into answering the questions. Her pen moved swiftly, almost as if she didn't need to think. A flicker of disdain passed through Libby's eyes; she assumed Flora was just scribbling down answers haphazardly. After all, these questions had many traps, and even she couldn't answer them with such ease.

Turning away from Flora, Libby focused on her own paper. Twenty minutes into the exam, while most students had only managed to tackle a third of the questions, Flora stood up, paper in hand, and walked to the front to submit her test. The teacher gave her a surprised look but didn't say anything; the school had no rules against submitting early.

At 2 PM, during the third exam, the moment the test papers were handed out, the students nearly had a collective meltdown.

"Oh, come on! Does it have to be this hard? Are they trying to make us fail?"

all the answers? No! Impossible! Her cousin had told her that Flora was weak, especially despised in

was finally over. The papers were quickly marked by the faculty, and scores were released almost immediately after the exams concluded. However, the department's chat group was filled with lamentations; everyone was too scared to check their scores. The exam questions were exceptionally difficult, with very few manageable ones. Without a doubt, the report cards were

she had done remarkably well, all thanks to Shawn's study materials. Once Flora received the materials from Shawn, she shared them with the group. Cynthia and Eilies each printed a copy. Shawn's notes were meticulously detailed, clarifying many complex concepts

Eilies' scores were similar, neither significantly outperforming the other.

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then turned to Flora with keen eyes. "Flora, how

"I haven't checked yet."