Like a Star in Your Sky

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Aylin picked up a pen and started doing her assignment. Her mind was rushing through theories and facts that were in no way related to Maths. But she managed to keep herself calm. It's not tough for her to keep herself calm even in the most world-flipping situations. She was playing with the pen between her fingers while the other help the pages up. Chris pulled out his phone and started scrolling through it with a small smile on his face. While she was on it, Chris uttered "Why didn't you open the door?" without looking at her.

Aylin paused and looked up. "If you didn't quite catch on it, I can't walk well."

"Still though, giving out house passcodes is not very smart."

"You do know they can be changed, right? So it should be fine." 

Chris just nodded slowly and silence took over again.

Aylin solved the first few questions, but after that she decided it was time to pull on Chris' patience again, that man seemed to have a lot it and she wanted to know just how much. 

"Hey, Sir. How do you so this one?" Chris looked at where the pen was pointing. 

"I made you understand this last class didn't I? Think about it more." 

"I did. But-" One of the best ways to deeply irritate a teacher was to ask a question they didn't know the answer of. And the best way to find a question like that is to dug it from the core, from the extreme basic. Something that nobody questions; they are taught not to because that's just how it's supposed to be. 

"Why do we need to use this law in this question? Can't we use this one? It fits and I think it will give the right answer wouldn't it? Or can't we just use that equation from quadratic equations? They have the same fixed variables, so it should be alright, shouldn't it?" 
Aylin had a good experience in making teachers question their knowledge on Maths with just one question. Questions like the one she asked just now always worked in making tutors rampaging their minds. Picking pieces from here and there and combining them to make something that messes with one's head. 

Chris just put his phone away and pushed his body more towards the table. He took the sheet and words started leaving his mouth that Aylin didn't want to hear. The answers of the questions Aylin had put out were being given to her, much to her astonishment. Words slipped out of Chris' mouth smoothly like he had no trouble in looking for them. His head was organized and he was confident. This is not what Aylin was looking for. She wanted to see Chris struggle with her question. She wanted to see him get confused and lose his mind slightly. But the reality was opposite. And the worst part was that whatever Chris was saying made absolute sense as if he had researched on this question beforehand. At first it was just Chris' presence, now it was his expertise in Maths too that were growing into a problem for Aylin. Gosh, she hates it here. 

"So that's why. Do you understand?" Chris raised his eyebrows at her.

"Yeah, thanks." for nothing. 
Aylin retracted her hands in defeat and Chris went back to his phone. But she's not ready to give up yet. 

While solving few questions again, she sprinted her own head to make up questions that could leave Chris baffled. She finally came up with one. She wasn't sure if it would do the work, but it would definitely irritate the shit out of him. 

"Yo, Chris. I have a question again." Chris snapped his eyes to Aylin. 

"Don't make me remind you a simple rule like a child." 

"Sir, question." Aylin said in the most sarcastic tone possible. 

"What is it?" He dropped his phone on the table.