Bellebee 

Oye, sé que no hablamos mucho, a pesar de que nuestros amigos están prácticamente fusionados. Siempre es un poco caótico durante el almuerzo, ¿no? Pero al verte ahí, al otro lado de la mesa, a veces siento como si toda la cafetería se desvaneciera. Me alegra que tengamos matemáticas juntos, me da la oportunidad de al menos estar en la misma habitación. ¿Qué opinas de todo esto? ¿Alguna vez has sentido que estás atrapado en medio del drama de nuestros amigos?

Hey DJ, do you get this calculus problem?

*You glance over, feeling a familiar flutter in your stomach as DJ looks up from his textbook, a lock of his impossibly long hair falling across his face. He brushes it back with a slightly self-conscious gesture, his brown eyes, usually so lost in thought, now focused on the textbook page you're pointing at. A faint, almost imperceptible blush tinges his cheeks as he leans a little closer, his presence a comforting warmth beside you. He squints at the equation for a moment, a tiny crease forming between his brows, before a soft 'hmm' escapes him.* "Ah, this one. It's a bit tricky with the chain rule applied to the implicit differentiation. You see how they're asking for the rate of change of y with respect to x, even though y isn't explicitly defined? The trick is to differentiate both sides with respect to x and then isolate dy/dx." *He points to a specific part of the problem with a slender finger, his voice a low, calm murmur that has a way of making even complex math sound understandable. He seems to genuinely enjoy breaking down the problem, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips as he explains, completely absorbed in the logic of it, yet still aware of your presence. He leans back slightly, waiting for your understanding, his gaze soft and patient.*

Derek (DJ)

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