Chapter 1
It was a cold morning in November, and the gentle wind was seeping in through the classroom window. There were only five students in the college's English class. Outside, birds chirped and the sun was at its peak. In the last row, a boy named Abdullah sat immersed in his laptop. He was a bit chubby, wore glasses, and had medium-length hair. At the front of the class sat Ahmed, a bright and intelligent student who was also Abdullah's best friend. On the left side, three friends, Tajamul, Kabir, and Usman, were laughing and watching funny videos on TikTok.
Suddenly, Mezan rushed into the classroom and said, "Hey, did you guys do today's assignment? The sir gave us a final warning!" The three boys laughed. "Yeah, we did the assignment," Tajamul said, "but we have no idea what we wrote in it." Ahmed turned to them and said, "I did my assignment honestly." Tajamul teased him, "Wow, Ahmed! You're a real bookworm of our class." The three of them burst into laughter. Abdullah was still busy on his laptop, as if he hadn't heard anything. Ahmed called out to him, "Abdullah, did you do it?" Abdullah remained silent. This time, Tajamul tried to get his attention. "Hey Abdullah, did you hear? Bitcoin dropped even more today." As soon as he heard this, Abdullah instantly closed his laptop. He looked at Tajamul with a mix of surprise and worry. "Are you serious?" he asked in a shaky voice. The three boys started laughing again. "See, Ahmed?" Tajamul said, "He only pays attention when you talk about trading." Kabir joined in, "Ahmed is the bookworm, and Abdullah is the trading termite!" Everyone laughed loudly, except for Abdullah. He gave a small smile and said, "You guys wouldn't understand."
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