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Taemin's POV:“Did you know him?” Zelo said and I could notice he was still scared.“No. I could barely see his face”“We should call Onew Hyung or Martin”“There’s no need. There’s nothing to be scared of”“Well.. You should be careful”“I will”We ate some rice and kimchi I had left from yesterday. I wasn't allowed to use the stove, or fire, or anything that was included in the kitchen-cooking concept. I had started a small fire trying to boil some eggs before, and Martin couldn't afford to be spending on a new kitchen every weekend.But I still didn't call hyung to make us dinner. When we were done, we continued with our assignments.“It is x2 + 38y3”“Huh? Is that possible?!” He yelled“Aish! You dumbass this is from last year”“I can’t even remember what we did last week”I breathed deeply and relaxed myself. “Here, I’ll explain you again”He was very good at sports and music, but it wasn’t the same with math. His parents where both physicists and mathematicians teachers at a university, but he surely didn’t have those genes on him, and he was scared to ask his parents for advice because they had always wanted him to be a physicist like them.