As Lee takes a look at the test paper, he frowns. He starts to scan the questions one by one, but doesn’t do any of them. As he gets to the last one, his frown deepens. He then looks around and notices his class members, and they are either counting on their fingers or scribbling on a side page provided for equations.

  Lee looks again from the start, once he has read the whole test; he looks at the teacher, who just smiles at him. Then, raising an eyebrow, he tackles the test, thinking, “These are such easy questions. How was maths ever my worst subject?” In five minutes, Lee gets to the last question. “We have never learned this; is the teacher testing who is more advanced? This is plain algebra.” With a shrug, Lee answers the last question. Once finished, he looks around and finds that everyone is still doing the test. So, with a sigh, Lee crosses his arms on top of the table and lays down his head.

  From the corner of her eye, Suhan, noticing Lee doing this, thinks, “He was never good at maths, even in the past two weeks he never asked to answer any question.” She then shakes her head and turns back to her test with a sympathetic smile.

  Miss Yan realises that Lee has his head on top of his arms, approaches him, then lowers herself down so as not to disturb the other students. “Lee, I know maths is not your best subject, but can you please try to do some questions?”

  Lee just keeps his head on top of his arms, looking out of the window, and in a soft voice he says, “I’ve already done all of them, even the last one.” He then slides the test towards the teacher.

  Miss Yan takes the test from Lee and looks at it. “Lee, please, come with me,” the teacher tries to whisper, but instead her voice comes out anything other than a whisper and flat, lacking any emotion.

  Lee lifts his head to look at the teacher; noticing the expression on her face, Lee shrugs as he stands up and follows the teacher out of the class. Once outside, Lee asks as the teacher closes the door, “Is there something wrong with my test, Miss Yan?”

  “Did you copy or use a calculator for this test?” Miss Yan asks, shock and doubt written all over her face.

  Lee chuckles. “Why would I need a calculator for easy questions like these ones?”

  “Easy… questions?” the teacher asks slowly and Lee nods. “You think these questions are easy? This is actually something that you will learn next year; even though we have covered some of it, it consists of some questions from next year.”

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  “Even the last question?” Lee asks.

  The teacher shakes her head. “No, that one was to see if someone would be able to find a way around it; you guys might be able to answer if you know the configurations."

  “So if you think that we might be able to answer them, why are you questioning me?” Lee asks with a raised eyebrow, genuinely intrigued.

  “Because you have never been good at maths,” Miss Yan accidentally speaks louder than intended.

  Lee closes his eyes and shakes his head, then with a shrug he says, “Fine, just give me the test for the next years and I’ll do it at your desk, next to you.” Lee then looks up straight into the teacher’s eyes. “Will that convince you that I really did the test without cheating?”

  “Fine!” Miss Yan says, opening the door and pointing at her desk.

  Lee takes a seat and Miss Yan opens a folder and removes a test paper, then placing it in front of Lee she indicates to it with an open hand.

  Lee looks through the test like before and nods with a grin; he then reaches to the cup in front of him and takes a pen. In ten minutes, Lee finishes the new test. Once finished, the teacher takes the test and has a look through it; the more she looks, the more the colour drains from her face. As she gets to the last question, her free hand covers her mouth and she starts to look between the test and Lee.

  Finally, Miss Yan places the paper on her desk, grabs a red pen, and writes on the top corner, ‘100% S+’ on both tests.

  Noticing this, Lee smiles. He then stands from the teacher’s chair and takes the test papers with him; as he is walking back to his desk, the girl that at the start said that he and Suhan were dating notices the score and grade.

  Unable to control herself in time, the girl screams, pointing at the tests, “He got hundred percent right, and an S+ grade!”

  At the loud announcement, there is an almost synchronised movement of chairs scraping and heads turning as the class looks at Lee.

  Looking at the girl that spoke, Lee rolls his eyes. “If you cared to pay attention to class as much as you do to gossip, you might have been able to do the same.” At Lee’s words, the whole class takes in a sharp breath, even the teacher.

  Eventually, Lee gets to his desk, then the teacher after some debate says, “Okay, everyone. You can stop now.” The students start to protest but Miss Yan adds, “I noticed that everyone got distracted, so let’s just go over the questions together.”

  As the teacher finishes going through the test, she skips the last answer.

  “Miss Yan? What about this last question? Why are there letters in the equation?” Suhan asks, raising her hand.

  Miss Yan sighs. “Don’t worry about that one; that is something you will be starting to learn at the end of next year.”

  Suhan, being the studious type, always wishing to learn more, insists, “But as you placed the question, can you show us how to answer it?”

  “Fine,” Miss Yan says and explains the process, but no one is capable of understanding with the exception of Lee; looking around, the latter chuckles. “Lee, don’t laugh at the expense of your classmates,” reprimands the teacher.

  “Sorry, Miss Yan, but most of them already do these equations without knowing,” says Lee between chuckles. “You just have to know how to place the question.”

  “If you think you can do better than me, come up to the board,” says the teacher, Miss Yan, starting to get annoyed at Lee.