"I will be presenting my research tomorrow," he said calmly.
There was a long pause between them.
"…You're serious?" Alice asked.
Leon finally glanced at her. "Do I look like I am joking?"
She clicked her tongue softly and leaned back against the desk.
"No no. That's the problem. Because you are saying some impossible shit. Did my abs knock out your brain circuits too?"
Leon sighed, "say whatever you like, and please don't disturb me the whole night."
Alice rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "...heh, well good luck with that."
It took him just thirty minutes to finish writing the entire paper.
Where others struggled through drafts and corrections, Leon moved as if the theory had already existed in his head long before the ink ever touched paper.
When he finished the last line, he placed the pen down and exhaled slowly.
If someone asked him to rate the paper, he would give it an honest eight point five out of ten.
It was not perfect, because it lacked proof.
