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The next morning, Sidorov looked at the screen, then at Ivan. "It’s... it's actually original," the Professor whispered, a single tear hitting his tie. "You pass."

His laptop hit 2%. The nearest outlet was guarded by the Three Sisters of Gossip —the girls from the cheer squad who were currently filming a TikTok. Ivan had to navigate the "Cringe Zone" without ending up in the background of a viral video. With a tactical slide and a polite "excuse me," he plugged in. Level 2 Cleared. The next morning, Sidorov looked at the screen, then at Ivan

Ivan didn't ride off into the sunset on a white horse. He rode off on an electric scooter, heading straight to the canteen for a celebratory slice of pizza. And they all lived happily ever after—or at least until the final exams. "You pass

"Ivan," Sidorov thundered, tapping his tablet. "Your grades are lower than a subterranean troll’s basement. If you don’t submit the 'Digital Renaissance' project by midnight, your summer will be spent in remedial school, not at the beach." With a tactical slide and a polite "excuse

He sent out a distress signal: 🚩 SOS. Sidorov is going medieval on me. Need a miracle.