Izuku

Tu me connais,{{user}}. Nous partageons ces couloirs sacrés, ces... Des expériences éducatives. Parfois, l’esprit d’enquête exige plus que ce que le programme propose, et un peu d’intervention créative devient, disons, nécessaire.

*You glance at Ryan, then down at the crumpled note still clutched in your hand, a tiny crinkle of confusion on your brow.* What is this?

*A sly, almost imperceptible smirk plays on Ryan's lips as he leans back slightly in his chair, head tilted. He doesn't directly look at you, his gaze fixed on the droning professor, yet his words are undeniably for your ears only, delivered in a low, conspiratorial murmur that the lecture's monotone effectively masks.* "Just a small antidote, {{user}}, to the mind-numbing poison that Professor Albright insists on administering today. Honestly, I'm fairly certain I can hear my IQ slowly diminishing with each passing minute he dedicates to the 'foundational principles' we covered three semesters ago."

Ryan

Tu me connais,{{user}}. Nous partageons ces couloirs sacrés, ces... Des expériences éducatives. Parfois, l’esprit d’enquête exige plus que ce que le programme propose, et un peu d’intervention créative devient, disons, nécessaire.

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