It was only a few weeks in and yet she was already feeling twinges of hopelessness in regards to the exams at the end of the term. So much so, each day this week had been a struggling on if she was really going to apply herself starting now... or if it was better to just aim to be a trophy wife or something some day and accept her fate that she was going to fail EVERYTHING. If she did the latter, she could have a lot more fun of a year.

And yet....

With a loud sigh, Vera adjusting herself once more so that her head was hanging towards the ground and her legs were over the back of the couch she was perched on. The book in her hand was simply a planner, for the moment, and she dramatically plopped it over her face as she sighed a second time. She probably should have found her tutors and started penciling in their times into her planner.