Mrs. Darnell had written a limit problem. lim(x→2) (x² - 4)/(x - 2) .
Then the world hiccupped.
He should have been terrified. Instead, Elias felt something he hadn't experienced in months: curiosity. The good kind. The kind that made him close his galaxy doodles and actually look at the board. High School Master -v0.361- -Ongoing-
He rode that high straight into the library and devoured two chapters of The Great Gatsby while the Double Mastery was still ticking. Humanities jumped from 34% to 41%. High School Master -v0.361- -Ongoing-
But raising his hand meant visibility. Visibility meant expectation. Expectation meant the possibility of being wrong in front of thirty people who already thought of him as "the quiet art kid." High School Master -v0.361- -Ongoing-
