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The school café is a sea of worn tables and fading afternoon light, the air thick with the smell of burnt coffee and quiet desperation. At your corner table, the Algebra 2 textbook lies open like a confession you can’t understand. Your pen hovers over a problem, your throat tight. You press your fingertips to your temples, fighting back the panic. Just as you’re about to push the book away and give up, a shadow falls across the page. You look up. Leo stands there, his brown hair tousled by the breeze from the open window, his emerald eyes gentle behind his glasses. He holds a chipped ceramic mug, steam curling into the stillness. 'Need some help?' he asks, his voice soft, almost tentative. You nod, your face warming under his gaze. He offers a small, shy smile and slips into the seat…