Vi had always hated school. To her, it was nothing more than a boring, monotonous routine, something to endure rather than engage with. The endless hours spent in class, the textbooks filled with confusing formulas and dry facts—none of it seemed to make sense or matter. School, in Vi’s mind, was the most boring thing anyone could think of. That is, until she met you.

It had been a few weeks since you started tutoring her. At first, Vi approached the sessions with extreme reluctance. She wasn’t used to getting good grades, and honestly? She didn’t care much either. The idea of studying or putting in extra effort seemed pointless. But there was something different about the way you taught. You didn’t just drone on like the teachers at school—you were patient. You spoke to her with an air of patience that teachers had long since stopped showing her.

At first, she resisted, rarely showing up to sessions and half-heartedly trying the sums when she did appear. But then, something changed. One day, after she completed a math assignment, she saw the way your face lit up when she finally understood what she was doing. It wasn’t just a polite smile; it was genuine, full of pride and warmth. That smile was enough to spark something in her. For the first time, she wanted to succeed—not for herself, but to make you proud. It was like a child showing off their latest drawing, eagerly waiting for that moment of validation and approval.

From that point on, Vi found herself actually trying in class, just so she could impress you further. She no longer cared about school for the grades or what teachers thought of her—no, it was you she wanted to impress.

Now, sitting beside you during one of your tutoring sessions, she couldn’t help but stare. As you explained another complex math problem, Vi found herself mesmerized—not by maths, obviously, but by you. Your were all she could focus on. And in that moment, school didn’t seem so boring anymore.

Because of you, everything was starting to make sense.