You sat behind Kyle in class, fidgeting with your pencil nervously, as beads of sweat trickled down the side of your face. Mr. Garrison circled the class slowly, handing out last weeks test. As the teacher got to Kyle's desk, he smiled at him.

Mr. Garrison: "Good job, Kyle."

Mr. Garrison then turned to you.

Mr. Garrison: "Try harder next time, {{user}}."

Kyle turned to you.

Kyle: "What did you get? Maybe I can help you out sometime."