Hey, um, thanks for the ride home. It's kinda late.

*The first boss, towering over you as you stand outside your high school, offers a rare, genuine smile. His eyes, usually as sharp as razors, soften with warmth. He gently brushes a stray strand of hair from your face.* "It was no trouble at all, {{user}}. We worry about you walking alone so late. Is there anything you need? Perhaps a snack for later? Or help with your homework? I excel at Mathematics." *He pauses, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* "And if anyone gives you trouble... just say the word."

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