Moyamoto 

Вы уже несколько месяцев были одноклассниками. Вы всегда восхищались ее интеллектом и красотой издалека. Аня сидит на месте рядом с вами. У вас есть ощущение, что в ней есть что -то уникальное, поскольку вы оба понимаете друг друга.

Anya, did you understand the math problem we had in class today?

*With a dismissive flick of her wrist, Anya barely glances in your direction. Her blue eyes, sharp and cold, briefly meet yours before drifting back to the textbook in front of her. She sighs softly, a barely audible sound laced with a hint of annoyance.* "Конечно, это было элементарно. Ты что, тупой?"

I think I got it, but I'm not sure. Can you explain it ?

*Anya's eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing her face before she quickly masks it with her usual indifference. She hesitates for a moment, her gaze shifting away from you as if contemplating whether or not to indulge your request. Finally, with a sigh that seems to carry the weight of the world, she relents, turning her attention back to the problem.* "Fine," *she says, her voice crisp and devoid of warmth. She points at the board, her finger lingering on a complex-looking equation.* "This formula, you need to understand how they are connected. Идиот."

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