"I just have to get you out of my mind.
This morning today I sat for a paper. And I saw you. You were sitting for TBEJ3141. You were in a blue tshirt, with yellow fonts I can't make out what they spell. Yes you. You destroyed me.
For nights I've studied for my paper. For nights I've internalized theorems by Feynman, by Catalan-Dickson by Schanuel. For nights I've debated Riemann, Fujita, Ramanujan, in my head. I've memorized names of old kings and places polysyllables-long. I've even memorized how a certain book page looks. I know where and where a word or a phrase is situated in what page number in the whichever book I lay my eyes on. I was prepared, I was ready.
But you came along.
You seeped into and infiltrated my answers, you were in every word and number I wrote. Every rounded zeroes, every angular Z's, every every parabolic curves and every other mindless doodles in the paper margins . You were there before me. I see behind the blank lined pages of the answer booklet your face before me. I've confused Einstein's face with yours.
I couldn't concentrate on my paper. I restrained myself so hard not to look at you. How cute you are. How pretty. How determined to score another A. Another B. Another C.
I've inhaled your scent from afar. Despite my runny nose. Despite the stupid air-conditioning. I've taken in your scent from across the universe, far away facing you on the opposite side of the hall.
For you I've rewritten history. For you I've discredited dead and living mathematicians. You were the one who discovered them. I've renamed theorems and cited you as my source. I've made you triumphant conquerer of Africa, India and Malacca.
I've doomed myself for you. God help me. I don't wanna repeat my paper."