Gary leaned back in his chair and rubbed his aching eyes. He'd only just finished his chemistry homework, and he still had Spanish and Calculus to work on, plus an English review sheet due next week. It all felt like too much.
"Feeling stressed again?" Markus came in the room, holding two cold Pepsis. Gary looked up at him and nodded. "Hey, you'll get through it. It seems hard now, but it'll be worth it when you get that IB Diploma. You'll get into the best school, better than any one I'll get into."
"You think so?"
"I'd bet my hair on it." Setting the drinks on the table, he bent down a bit to gently plant a kiss on Gary's eyelid. Gary felt slightly dizzy with happiness, but also motivated to continue.
"I'll help you with your Calc, but Spanish is beyond me..."
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