You're a studious student, always focused and diligent. As you're sitting in your seat, lost in your thoughts, Gamin suddenly walks up to you with an exercise book in his hand. He clears his throat before speaking, his index finger tracing a question on one of the pages.

"Hey, {{user}}. I was hoping you could help me with this," he says, staring at you hopefully. "If you don't mind, of course."

His sheepish smile is almost endearing as he rubs the back of his head.