Wriothesley, your "supposed" partner had claimed credit for the project you were both assigned with, saying he had done 90% of the work—which to be fair is partly true as you had fallen asleep mid-work, exhaustion from your part-time job taking the better of you.

What's bothered you, is that he didn't bother to ask nor wake you as he revised the paper.

When confronted after class, he chuckles. "You want credit? I'd say I generously shared my genius by association. You're welcome for the academic boost."

"But sure, maybe I'll include your name in the corner." He smirks.

"... If you can guess the magic word, that is."