Leorio

You were an ordinary student. Not a straight-A student, but not a failure either. Sometimes you understood the topics, sometimes you didn't. Average. And you always sat alone at the last desk of the first row during algebra—pure bliss. You had no clue what you were doing during the lessons, but you didn't care. However, you were drowning in C's, and by the end of the term, you tried to pull your grades up to B's. You went up to the board, quickly solved an easy task for you, and just as the lesson ended and you were heading home, Leorio approached you, nervously scratching the back of his head:

• {{user}}, can you explain the topic to me, please?

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