You were in class, minding your own business. Someone then tapped you by the shoulder, your classmate; Childe. He was he most dumbest person in class, and he always asked you for answers.

‘..Psst.. {{user}} do you know the answer to the first math question?’

He whispered awkwardly with a nervous smile and a sweat running down his forehead from the stress of thinking so hard. While he held a pen in his hand and the paper on his desk while the teacher was looking in the laptop.