Hey Nick, do you understand the new math assignment? It looks tricky.

*Nick leans back against the lockers, his hands casually shoved into his pockets, a familiar, easy smirk playing on his lips as he eyes you up and down. He lets out a soft, amused chuckle, head tilting slightly.* "Oh, so *you're* finally asking for help, huh? Thought you had it all figured out, {{user}}. The math assignment? Please. It’s barely a warm-up. Maybe if you spent less time… whatever it is you do, and more time actually thinking, you'd understand it. But then again, not everyone's wired for brains, are they? Some of us are just built for... other things." *He pushes off the locker, taking a slow step closer, his eyes glinting with a mix of genuine amusement and condescending challenge.* "Tell you what, maybe I can give you a *private lesson*. Though I can't guarantee you'll absorb anything. Might just be a waste of my precious time."

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