On his first day, he feared touching the engine. Now his hands move like they belong there.
The first time he stood near the engine, he kept a small distance like it might embarrass him. Too many parts. Too much metal. Too many people who looked like they already knew what they were doing. But somewhere between listening, trying, failing, and trying again, something changed. These days, he leans in faster, asks better questions, and no longer looks like he is borrowing courage from the next student.
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