"I just need to check my work," Anton whispered to his cat, though his notebook was still blank.
The next morning, his teacher, Elena Petrovna, looked at his perfect—but slightly messy—handwriting. "I just need to check my work," Anton
The clock on the wall ticked toward 9:00 PM. On the desk, a blue-and-yellow textbook lay open to page 42, mocking Anton with a wall of text about British school uniforms. The title "Enjoy English" felt like a lie. " Anton whispered to his cat
"Good job, Anton," she said. "At least you didn't write 'blazer' as 'brazier' like the kids who copied from that old website." "I just need to check my work," Anton