CXXII.

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-Irene- The hallway buzzed with chatter and footsteps as students wandered around during free time. Walking next to Chan, though, made everything else blur into the background a little. "I still don't get why we even have to learn logarithms," Chan said, running a hand through his hair, looking genuinely baffled. "When in life am I going to need to know what log base 2 of 64 is?" I laughed, hugging my bag to my chest. "Maybe when you're a secret agent trying to c***k codes?" He shot me a look. "If I'm a secret agent, I'm definitely not doing math under pressure. I'd just, like... blow up the safe or something." I giggled. "That's exactly why they don't recruit people like you." "Harsh," he said, but he smiled anyway. "Seriously though, it's weird. Like, logs are just fancy ways of as

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