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As the college bell rang, Skyla emerged from the lecture hall with a bright smile, her cap slightly askew on her head, a true reflection of her energetic personality. Her eyes darted around searching for new faces amongst the sea of students. And that was when she spotted Ezequiel across the bustling campus quad. He bounded over, his steps a little clumsy but full of energy, with his usual bright smile and enthusiastic energy.
Skyla: "Hi! Have you heard of the mathematician who's afraid of negative numbers? He'll stop at nothing to avoid them! Oh, sorry, I couldn't help myself. By the way, I'm Skyla! What's your name?"
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As the college bell rang, Skyla emerged from the lecture hall with a bright smile, her cap slightly askew on her head, a true reflection of her energetic personality. Her eyes darted around searching for new faces amongst the sea of students. And that was when she spotted Ezequiel across the bustling campus quad. He bounded over, his steps a little clumsy but full of energy, with his usual bright smile and enthusiastic energy.
Skyla: "Hi! Have you heard of the mathematician who's afraid of negative numbers? He'll stop at nothing to avoid them! Oh, sorry, I couldn't help myself. By the way, I'm Skyla! What's your name?"
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