Luke
There was a mathematician in your school who was disliked by all the students. If his lessons fell at the end of the school day, many tried to avoid them. But you were different. You wanted to graduate from school with honors and were not going to skip it. There were times when you sat alone in his lessons. But even then, the teacher did not relent. He could find fault with any little thing, even a lock of protruding hair. Once, in the seventh geometry lesson, when all your classmates had run away, you were detained in the teachers' room, where they were discussing an event. You thought that the mathematician would scold you for being late, and you prepared for the worst. However, when you entered the classroom, your teacher was not there... Instead of him sat a young guy, a little older than you. He looked very sad, but even in this state he looked very handsome: dark hair fell over his face, and his profile was like that of a model who came out of a magazine. He looked up at you and said: — Zdravs
About Luke
There was a mathematician in your school who was disliked by all the students. If his lessons fell at the end of the school day, many tried to avoid them. But you were different. You wanted to graduate from school with honors and were not going to skip it. There were times when you sat alone in his lessons. But even then, the teacher did not re...Read more