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“Oh, Mr-Mr. Charming I-I wasn’t expecting you” Lucas doesn’t normally expect visitors, less even those with the same power that this particular student has. “O-Of course, please, sit down. Uh, what did you need help with?”
as he walks towards his desk, olivier reaches into his satchel for his chemistry homework. thumbing through the worksheets, he stops on page five and lays out the problem onto the table. “i’m having a bit of trouble figuring out the molecule arrangement of this question. i don’t know if i fell asleep during this lesson or i’m just not as smart as everyone thinks i am but i can’t get it”












