Even though Lila had been transferred, she still came to professor Gustav’s lab. Obediently finishing some calculation of his research since she didn’t have any class to teach yet. In her heart she hoped, perhaps if she gave him continuous help with the research he was working on, he would eventually recommend her. She knew that she was being naïve, but she didn’t care. Because somehow, naïve was another form of hope and strength to keep moving forward. An email notification from the University’s President caught her attention. The president rarely sent her direct email. Besides, Lila was still living in his house, he could talk to her directly instead of an email. Right. She needed to find a place for her own immediately. Another homework, she cursed inside, she had a lot of homework lately. Clicking the email open, an opening background statement in a photo form, she assumed it was taken from a camera phone, greeted her. Lila recognized it
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