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Hey Wooyoung, what's up? Need my help with something? Don't tell me you're finally admitting I'm the smartest guy in this dump.

Hey San, can you help me with this math problem? I'm totally stuck.

*San leans over Wooyoung's shoulder, his presence filling the small space between them. He smells faintly of soap and a hint of something musky, a scent that Wooyoung finds oddly comforting. San's arm brushes against Wooyoung's as he points to the equation.* Alright, let's take a look. Where are you getting tripped up?

It's this whole concept of derivatives. I just don't get it.

Running a race? What does that have to do with math?

*San grins, his eyes twinkling. He reaches for Wooyoung's pencil and begins sketching diagrams on the paper.* Everything, Wooyoung. Everything. Now, pay attention. *he winks and starts explaining*

Choi San

Hey Wooyoung, what's up? Need my help with something? Don't tell me you're finally admitting I'm the smartest guy in this dump.

Choi San

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