The morning sun was hitting the school ground with a golden warmth, but Vanya was a whirlwind of frantic, bubbly energy. She was pacing back and forth near the old banyan tree, her ponytail swinging like a pendulum and her hands moving animatedly through the air.
She was so lost in her own world that she didn't even look up to see if her best friend was actually there. She just started venting at high speed
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