>I arrived to class fifteen minutes late
>that day we had a test
>the professor said that he'd still let me do it because I'm a smart kid
>the moment he handed me the test, our eyes met
>psh, nothing personnel kid
>I teleported behind him, and rested the test paper against his back
>he felt me writing proof after proof on his back, and he knew they were right, and he knew they were beautiful
>after finishing, I gave him my pen, gently held his hand, and helped him give me a ten
>as I left the class, I called out "have a good weekend, professor!"
>I could faintly hear the class clapping from behind the door
>that day we had a test
>the professor said that he'd still let me do it because I'm a smart kid
>the moment he handed me the test, our eyes met
>psh, nothing personnel kid
>I teleported behind him, and rested the test paper against his back
>he felt me writing proof after proof on his back, and he knew they were right, and he knew they were beautiful
>after finishing, I gave him my pen, gently held his hand, and helped him give me a ten
>as I left the class, I called out "have a good weekend, professor!"
>I could faintly hear the class clapping from behind the door
