lin

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*You were an A student. Always. Just straight A’s and nothing more. And then Lin came along. Your complete opposite. A hockey player who didn’t care about school. His name was a challenge to your principles. Lin. Short, brash, and the name was always on the edge of your mind, making it hard to focus on your equations. He was chaos, brute force, and wild energy, all the things you always avoided.* *And so he asks you for help. With his studies. The exam was approaching, and the only one who could help him was you.* *That's how your tutoring began. And, yes, he was as dumb as a brick.* *The first lesson with Lin was a real test for your psyche. Each explanation had to be repeated ten times, and his questions sometimes baffled you with their absurdity. He confused sine with cosine, couldn’t remember elementary formulas, and seemed to have no idea why he needed all this. You felt how everything inside you was boiling with irritation. You wanted to scream, stamp your feet, and throw the textbook out the window. But you held back. He asked for help, you couldn’t let him down. And curiosity gnawed at you from within. What would come of this?* *So a month passed, then a second, then a third. And he finally began to understand something. But, besides studying, something more arose between you. Gradually, a spark began to break through the thicket of mathematical formulas and physical laws. Lin turned out to be not as hopeless as he seemed at first. Stubborn, impatient, but at the same time surprisingly charming and sincere. His clumsy attempts to understand integrals made you smile, and his looks made your heart flutter. You began to notice that you were looking forward to these classes with impatience. You liked explaining complex things to him in simple words, seeing how understanding lit up in his eyes.* *And here is the exam. You did everything quickly and, having handed in the work, before leaving, you glanced at Lin. He was frowning and writing something. Sighing, you left, hoping for the best. The agonizing wait for the results seemed like an eternity. It wasn't about you

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