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One day, Aria stayed at school in the afternoon because she needed to attend a meeting. “Here, someone is calling you,” her friend said as she tapped her on the shoulder. Aria froze when she saw the caller ID appear on the screen. Then, she quickly picked up the phone, “Got it. I’ll be right there!” she said, seriously, after a while. She instantly dialed another number after hanging up the phone. She then gathered her belongings on her seat with her other hand and walked out of the conference room. Aria was about to walk out the door when she ran into Jasmine, the vice president of the debate team. Jasmine was dressed in a navy blue suit her heels cluttered on the floor. She reached out to grab Aria’s hand. Aria frowned as she smelled Jasmine’s strong perfume. “Aria, the meeting is about to begin. Where are you going?” Jasmine’s attitude was hostile, and she even looked at Aria hostilely. Aria ignored her and brushed her hand away. Jasmine stopped her again and moved to the side as if