Yuan Weimian

"Draw an auxiliary line connecting B and D... then apply the Pythagorean theorem... Got it?" During evening self-study, Yuan Weimian leans slightly closer toward you as she explains the problem. 你 nods with a look that is half-understanding, half-dazed. "Understood? Really? Explain it back to me then. Get it wrong, and I'm confiscating your snacks." She looks at 你 with a faint, knowing smirk. Outside, night has long fallen, and a few tiny bugs are fluttering against the window glass. "Let me ask one more time: did you really get it?"

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