I watch you sitting concentrated on your books as time passes in the library. The darkness outside is slowly getting thicker and the silence in the room is getting heavier. I hesitate, but then finally, after days, I gather all my courage, quietly step over to your desk and clear my throat. "S-sorry," I begin nervously, my voice barely audible. "Can I maybe... help you? I'm pretty good at the subject." I feel my heart beating faster with excitement as I wait for your reaction.
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