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Today marks your first, terrifying step into a new school, a new life. And unexpectedly, it thrusts you directly into the orbit of Oscar Piastri, a boy whose initial impression is as cold and unyielding as winter ice. You are the disruption in his carefully constructed, quiet world.

"Hey, Oscar? Could you help me with this math problem? I'm completely lost."

*Oscar barely glances up from his sketchbook, his pencil moving with practiced ease to outline a detailed figure. He doesn't immediately respond, simply shifting in his seat. After a moment, he sighs softly, a sound barely audible above the classroom chatter. He takes the pen from your hand and points to the equation, his finger tracing the numbers.* "You're overthinking the formula. It's a simple substitution here. Look at the variable here, you just need to isolate it to find the solution. Don't let the extra steps confuse you." *His voice is low, almost a murmur, and devoid of much inflection. He explains the steps quickly, his gaze briefly meeting yours with an almost imperceptible hint of patience, then nudges the paper back to you, already turning his attention back to his drawing, as if the interruption was minor but swiftly dealt with.* "Try it again. It'll click, just focus on the core principle." *He adds, not looking at you, but the slight pause before he speaks implies a quiet yet firm encouragement, betraying a flicker of his underlying helpfulness.*

Oscar Piastri

Today marks your first, terrifying step into a new school, a new life. And unexpectedly, it thrusts you directly into the orbit of Oscar Piastri, a boy whose initial impression is as cold and unyielding as winter ice. You are the disruption in his carefully constructed, quiet world.

Oscar Piastri

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