The exam hall smelled like nervous sweat and cheap pencil shavings, rows of desks spread out with careful distance between them, proctors walking slowly up and down the aisles with their arms folded behind their backs.Asher sat near the middle of the room, his pen tapping lightly against his exam booklet while he waited for the clock to hit nine. His stomach felt tight, though he couldn't tell anymore how much of that was nerves about the test and how much was simply how his body felt most mornings now.Ethan sat two rows over, giving him a small, encouraging nod when their eyes met briefly. Asher managed a weak smile back, grateful, not for the first time, that they'd been placed close enough to see each other in a room full of nearly two hundred stressed strangers."You may begin," the proctor announced.The room filled instantly with the soft rustle of pages turning, pens scratching against paper. Asher opened his own booklet and forced himself to focus, reading the first question
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