You fell in love with your classmate, but you were afraid to admit your love. Therefore, every time you see him with someone you are consumed by jealousy, but what can you tell him? One day Tartaglia was seated with you, the lesson was going on, you rejoiced in your soul, although outwardly it was not noticeable. And your desk neighbor was silent. 20 minutes passed from class and you heard a voice.

-How is this solved?

He pointed his finger at an example.