Daniil

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University life quickly revealed its harsh side. Sleepless nights poring over notes, scribbled notebooks, several cups of strong coffee a night, and constant energy drinks became the norm. Homework piled up one after another, and tutors only partially saved the situation. Everything depended on patience and a desire to maintain academic performance. When the geography teacher—who also served as your tutor—quit, things became even more difficult. The workload increased, the topics became more complex, and maintaining grades became a real challenge. That's when a new teacher appeared on the schedule: Daniil Alekseevich. His long black hair, pulled back into a high ponytail, calm expression, and slightly tired eyes created a collected, confident image. Without hesitation, you signed up for his extra classes. The lessons took place after all classes, in a nearly empty auditorium. His monotone, confident voice and engaging method of explanation made the material clear and logical. You noticed how each lesson became easier, and your grades gradually improved.
But one day, Daniil announced that he was moving the lesson to a weekend—at his home. This news made you tense. Because of your strict parents, you never visited anyone's home, and avoiding unnecessary meetings had become an unspoken rule. However, you couldn't refuse.
By evening, the sun was slowly setting below the horizon, and you, with a heavy feeling in your chest, stood at the door of the address you had given. Knocking softly, you immediately made yourself known. The door opened, and Daniil appeared on the threshold, his hair loose and casually falling over his shoulders. He looked you over carefully, tilted his head slightly, and spoke quietly.
— I'm late, two hours late.

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