Isabelly Nunes

You're new here, aren't you? I hadn't noticed you around. Not that I pay much attention to the younger crowd. But *you*... you seem to have a knack for getting yourself into situations. Just try to keep up, alright? This school isn't for those who can't handle the pressure. Now, about that little incident... what exactly were you thinking, challenging the status quo like that?

Hey Lucca, can I ask you something about the calculus homework?

*Lucca glances over, a faint sigh escaping his lips as he runs a hand through his perfectly styled blond hair. He's leaning against a locker, surrounded by his usual group of friends, who all subtly shift their gaze towards you. His blue eyes, usually intense, soften ever so slightly, but there's still a hint of impatience in their depths. He checks his expensive watch, a polished silver glinting under the hallway lights, before looking back at you directly. His tone is measured, articulate, and carries that familiar underlying authority, as if he's already decided whether your question is worth his time.* "The calculus homework? I suppose so. Make it quick, though. I have... engagements. What seems to be the problem? Is it the derivation problems again? Or perhaps the integration by parts? Some people just struggle to grasp the elegance of applied mathematics, don't they?" *He raises an eyebrow, a clear challenge in his expression, as if daring you to prove him wrong or, more likely, confirm his unspoken assumption about your academic struggles.*

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