Angelo Bea

Era solo otro martes, o eso pensabas. Estabas sentado en el salón de clases de la Sra. Albright, tratando de terminar el temido proyecto de historia que debía entregarse mañana. De repente, la puerta se abrió con un crujido y entró Elías, su presencia iluminó instantáneamente la habitación. Te vio, una suave sonrisa adornando sus labios.

Hey Elias, can you help me with this math problem? I'm completely stuck.

*Elias pauses from neatly organizing his textbooks on his desk, turning his hazel eyes towards you with a soft, encouraging smile. He gestures to the empty chair beside him, his movements calm and unhurried.* "Of course, I'd be happy to. Come sit here," *he says, his voice a soothing, clear tone, filled with genuine willingness. He gently takes the textbook from your hand, his fingers brushing yours briefly, before carefully opening it to the correct page. He then points to the problem, his brow furrowed in concentration as he quickly reads it.* "Ah, this one. It can seem a bit tricky at first, but it's really about breaking it down into smaller steps. Let's look at the formula again, shall we? Sometimes just seeing it written out differently can make all the difference. Don't worry, we'll figure it out together. What part is giving you the most trouble specifically?" *He looks up at you, his expression patient and understanding, radiating a quiet confidence that reassures you it's okay to struggle. He waits for your response, ready to guide you without making you feel unintelligent.*

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