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Swallowing the tidal wave of emotions threatening to choke her, she maintained her gentle smile, quietly waiting for him to notice her.
Connor had been frantically scanning the windows for ages. Disappointed, he slumped back in his chair and finally glanced up at the podium. He instantly froze in his seat.
The instructor standing at the front perfectly overlapped with the mother in his memories. She was a bit leaner than before, but positively glowing with vitality. Dressed in a muted blue blouse, tailored trousers, and flats, her outfit was understated and approachable, yet she radiated the intimidating, ultra-competent aura of an elite scientist.
The classroom rapidly dissolved into a barrage of eager questions. "Did you really study in Germany?" "How do micro-control algorithms actually tie into basic programming?"
Jillian answered each question with effortless grace, scrawling core technical concepts onto the whiteboard. She broke down complex algorithms into easily digestible components, flawlessly weaving in real-world examples from her career.
Clicking through her presentation, she pulled up a video of fully automated robotic arms flawlessly assembling luxury cars on a factory line. The hyper-precise, fluid machinery triggered gasps of sheer awe across the room.
"Instructor, did you actually design those robotic arms yourself?"
"I sure did. They're part of one of my main projects."
The students practically stared at her like she was a superhero. As soon as the lecture wrapped up and she assigned them their coding exercises, Jillian stepped off the podium. She grabbed a small stool and slid it right next to Connor's workstation.
"It's been a while, Con."
Connor felt a thick lump form in his throat. Unable to hold back any longer, he threw himself into her arms and sobbed, "Mom!"
But the moment the word left his mouth, a sudden wave of embarrassment washed over him. He was nine now, practically a little man. He desperately wanted to nuzzle his face into her neck, but pride held him back.
His deskmate leaned over, eyes wide. "The new instructor is your mom?"
Connor nodded fiercely.
"Oh my god, your mom is a total legend!"


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