If you're in love, till where would you dare to get?
If you hide from yourself, how do you have an own life?
If you make a mistake, how would you be able to overcome it?
If you don't love yourself, how much would you destroy yourself?
Accepting...
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"I don't know," Jean concludes.
"You didn't even think of it," Armin replies, somewhat amused. His patience in teaching to someone like Jean was a gift.
"Because I know that I don't know."
"That's funny," he says sarcastically, albeit with a smile. "I told you this one recently."
"I know, but it's hard to focus when you're in my bed," he replies.
"Do you only think about sex?"
"Of course." Honesty was his thing.
"Do you want me to sit somewhere else?"
"What? No, I definitely want to see you in my bed."
"But not when we study."
"I mean, I'm enjoying one thing more than the other."
"Jean, do you know what you would really enjoy? Pass your last history exams and never have that subject again in your life. You study this and you get it, one last effort."
"Yeah, but my teacher is so sexy," he complains.
"If this distracts you, we could have gone to study in a cafe."
"Yes but, as I already said, I really want to see you in my bed."
"You're too perverted," he shakes his head, checking his study cards.
"You chose me like that," he points out.
"Not exactly one of the qualities I did it for," he teases a bit, though it was true.
"I feel offended," he dramatizes.
"Jean, you are extremely intelligent, one of the best in your class. Why don't you just put a little effort into this?"
"Because it's history."
"You hate math and you're amazing at it."
"I hate going to mathematics because they bore me, they are boring concepts and they spend hours and hours explaining things that one can deduce."
"Most of them can't deduce it, Jean, you're just smart."
"Not with history."
"Definitely not with history, your brain rejects it," he laughs.
"It's boring!"
"Then listen to me. If you can listen to me talk for hours without stopping and not get bored..."
"Not when you talk about world wars."
"World wars are so easy," he hums.
"Not for most, you're just smart," he imitates, making him laugh. "It's not fair that you're good at everything."
