her dorm room and relaxing for a bit. However, as she slowly trudged up the steps, exhausted a

t wanted to take a nap and forget about the lousy day she'd had. But tu

he racked her tired brain, trying to remember if she had forgotten an

ed before knocking. She took a deep breath, trying to sha

she knocked fi

. Smith's voic

ring herself for whatever Mrs. Smith needed to

her, which appeared to be a student registrar. She ticked and flippe

like over five minutes. She was growing incr

nna thought to herself impatiently. She let out an exasperated sigh, hoping it wo

protested humbly, "No no. Me? I said nothing." The last thing she wanted was to get into an argu

ed your results on my courses. You're a bright young girl who passes my tests with flying colors."

're welcome...but is that why you were listening to songs in my class earlier

before apologizing sincerely, "I'm sorry, Ma'am. I didn't mean it like that. I j

explanation wou

h questioned, her voice filled with curiosity. Hanna, cau

yes lit up with a mischievous glimmer, sensing an opportunity to enlist Hanna's help. Hanna in

With a reassuring smile, she said, "Don't worry. It won't take much time.

u," said

mbers to write down. Hanna's hands felt weak as s

sing it, Mrs. Smith interjected with a sly grin,

s present mother and a very

aware of her mother's close

door when Mrs. Smith's silent plea interrupt

Hanna nodded and closed the

et spot where she could f

up her pen and began methodically writ

filled with a monotonous rhythm, the scratching of the p

adily to this additional work. Her mind wandered, con

ss to help had become an exp

lling them with neat rows of numbers. She couldn't deny the satisfaction

small acts of kindness was important-to

hands growing weary but her determination unwavering. As she reached the f

Smith had requested. She gathered the completed booklets in her tired hands,

task. Mrs. Smith's eyes sparkled with gratitude as she accepted t

that her impulsive agreement had brough

unexpected requests opened