I (a boy) failed the postgraduate entrance examination in World War I and chose to continue the postgraduate entrance examination in World War II after graduation. The peace of my life was completely broken by an unexpected encounter. One day, I met the great and almighty Trixie, a mysterious girl who claimed to have traveled from Little Malia to the human world because of a magic show gone wrong. She is proud, confident, and almighty, but she is also unfamiliar and uneasy about everything in this world.
When she learned that I was preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, she boldly offered to prepare for the examination with me, and claimed that she could easily go ashore. At first, we had constant friction because of our completely different personalities and backgrounds, but in the process of learning together, we gradually moved from competing with each other to sincere cooperation. Her pride hid her fear of loneliness, and my persistence hid the shadow of failure. In this journey of preparing for the exam, we not only made progress together academically, but also "supported" each other emotionally...
It's weird. There's no one at all. [What]
OK but not great