Morgan’s face tweetched with a fleeting difort uponying eyes on Mirabe The thought of how he, due to his own prejudices, had once pushed such a promising stent away to The Advanced ss and crosserprently lost his title as an outstanding teacher–filled


    Arabe, on the other hand was indifferent towards Morgan. Even in passing, she didn’t bother to greet him, after all, he wasn’t her


    trahe


    She swiftly let the office


    Monge paced for a beat at the door before entering. As he stepped in, M. Brown waved a set of test papers at him. “Morgan, take a


    Mirabeliak approach to the problem–solving section of the second exam. It’s quite ingenious“


    At the ention of Mirabe’s name again, Morgan hesitated, his fingers twitchin


    nto the exam papel.


    sciously. He moved closer, his gaze falling


    The first thing he saw wasn’t the listed steps of the solution but the score at the top. She scored 1807 Morgan’s voice trembled


    He hadn’t yet checked the mathpetition results, but having seen the second exam, he was shocked to see a perfect score


    M: Brown nodded. “Mimbe got full marks on both the preliminary and the final exam, the only one in the whole city to do so


    At these words. Morgan’s throat turned dry, and he stared at the exam paper, speechless.


    “I think her methods are quite advanced, very logical. You’re into research, too, right, Morgan? You should make a copy of her exam for yourself…


    Once Mr. Brown started on the topic of research, he couldn’t stop praising Mirabe. He hardly noticed Morgan’s difort.


    Unaware of the misunderstanding between Morgan and Mirabe, Mr. Brown <b>spoke </b>without reserve. So, Morgan, with a face full of awkwardness, eventually cut him off and made an excuse to leave.


    Mr. Brown, whose words had unwittingly stabbed Morgan’s pride numerous times, watched his hasty retreat in confusion. It wasn’t until Mr. Hammond came looking for him that his confusion was interrupted.


    “Thepetition results are out. As expected, Mirabe’s bound to be number one nationwide. Brown, you better get the paperwork ready. We’ll be heading over to the Education Association soon to finalize everything.” Mr. Hammond burst into the office with a mission, his face beaming with pride.


    Mr. Brown nced at Mr. Hammond, surprised, “<b>Prepare </b>now? Isn’t that a bit hasty?”


    Mr. Hammond waved a hand dismissively and sat down before replying, “It’s not haste, it’s reiming Parkside High School’s honor. Securing the host spot for the next mathpetition will change the way parents and students view our school’s caliber<b>.</b>”


    Parkside High School had been too quiet for too long. It needed <b>a </b>stir


    Mr. Brown thought for a moment and nodded. “Alright then, I get on it. Once the association finalizes the national rankings, I take our materials over”


    <b>“</b>Good”


    Mr. Brown went to the water cooler and poured a cup for Mr. Hammond. “By the way, how did you manage to recruit Mirabe? It’s unusual for such an exceptional student to be under the radar”


    Mr. Hammond, sipping his water, replied with a sly grin, “That’s a secret.”