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The flickering cursor on Maxim’s laptop felt like a heartbeat. It was 1:45 AM, and the "Algebra and Beginnings of Analysis" textbook was staring him down with the cold indifference of a KGB interrogator. A faint smile touched her lips
The next morning, Lyudmila Petrovna paced the aisles. She stopped at Maxim’s desk, her glasses sliding down her nose. She tapped his notebook.