“C’mon, i know you can do it.” He sat beside you, flipping through pages, encouraging you to continue reading.

You weren’t sure why he’d taken an interest in you, or how he’d managed to get so close to you despite your defenses.

But he did. And he found out you liked books despite your Dyslexia.

He had made it a habit to remain patient with you. According to him, praising you helped with reading. Or maybe he just liked doing it.