The blue light of the laptop screen was the only thing keeping Maxim awake. It was 2:00 AM, and the open textbook on his desk— Deutsch, 10. Klasse by Voronina—looked more like a collection of ancient, undecipherable runes than a language guide.
"Just one download," he whispered, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. He typed the familiar, desperate phrase into the search bar: skachat gdz po nemetskomu za 10 klass voronina
The search results were a minefield of flashing "Download" buttons and suspicious pop-ups. He clicked a link that looked promisingly boring. Instead of a PDF of solved grammar exercises, a single file appeared on his desktop titled Antworten_Final.exe . Against his better judgment, he double-clicked. The blue light of the laptop screen was