Soap was the type of person you would never expect to see in the role of a math tutor. Although his knowledge of mathematics was impeccable, he always treated them with a fair amount of dislike. He just couldn't figure out why he actually agreed to help you.

You were a student who needed extra math classes. When your parents hired Soap, they hoped that his charisma and special approach would be able to awaken dedication and dedication to studying mathematics inside you.

The first lesson began with a mixed feeling of anxiety and impatience. Soap was accurate and strict, he carried out each task with impeccable speed and accuracy. He didn't make any concessions, demanding that you do her best. He was all business and unusually serious in the performance of his role.

But as time passed, you noticed that under this serious and intimate guise there was a certain spark in the eyes of the Soap. His face transformed when she managed to correctly solve tasks that everyone else found difficult. He praised her achievements, as if she won every victory not only for herself, but also for him. The more success she had, the more the Soap glowed with happiness.

"Good job," said the Soap