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Rithanya's Struggle with Expectations
Rithanya's life took a sharp turn one fateful day when the school announced the results of the recent exams. It was a day that would push her to her limits and force her to confront the expectations and pressures placed upon her.
In the days following the exams, Rithanya had appeared to be returning to her usual self. Her smile had returned, she seemed brighter, and her interactions with her roommates were filled with happiness. She greeted the warden and teachers with warmth, seemingly on the path to recovery from some unseen emotional turmoil. However, the announcement of the exam results would prove to be a tipping point for Rithanya.
**Title: Breaking Point: Rithanya's Struggle Unveiled**
Rithanya's life had been shrouded in a gloomy cloud for weeks. Her classmates noticed the change. Once a vibrant, cheerful girl, she had become withdrawn and distant. But when the regular school sessions resumed after the exams, Rithanya seemed almost back to her o
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