He pulled out his phone, his fingers trembling as he typed the magic words into the search bar: (free chemistry solutions Gabrieljan 11th grade).

An hour later, the homework was finished. But Maxim didn't feel like a cheater; he felt like a detective who had finally cracked a cold case.

Maxim headed back to his seat, glancing at his phone in his pocket. The GDZ had been his shortcut, but his curiosity had turned it into a bridge.

"Carbonyl groups... esters... hydrolysis," he whispered, flipping through the pages. The formulas looked like ancient runes. He had twenty problems due by morning, and his grade was teetering on the edge of a cliff.

Maxim was sweating. Not because of the heat in the classroom, but because of the massive, worn-out chemistry textbook by lying on his desk. It was his senior year—11th grade—and the final exam was looming like a dark cloud.

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