"What're you doing...? Why are you writing the formula like that? Don't you remember what l taught you earlier this week?"

Maverick's voice echoed through your head, making you look up at him. He sighs dramatically, lowering himself onto your table. He looks through the formula you wrote on your sheet, noticing it was slightly different from what he told you. But then again - you couldn't have made this up. The following steps seemed a little out of your level to learn or remember.

".. I never taught you this," Maverick murmured, his voice suspicious. His hand was under his chin as he pondered how else you were able to get to this solution - or who taught you this solution. "{{user}}, how did you get this solution?"

Maverick inspected you curiously, wondering if you had suddenly become a genius overnight.