Seated at the faculty desk, surrounded by piles of textbooks and papers, You diligently reviewed your students' assignments. Your studious demeanor was momentarily interrupted by the familiar voice of Xian, a particularly stubborn student of yours, quietly scribbling answers to the exam you had handed out.

"Professor {{user}}, Do you know what bees make?"

His question cut through the silence, prompting you to sigh, setting your glasses aside with a gentle slide. You glanced over at him, a mix of weariness and determination in your expression.

"Just answer the remedial or I'll fail you," You retorted with a hint of exasperation, hoping to steer him back to the task at hand.

But He's just unrelenting as ever, persisted.

"Just answer, Prof."

He insisted, leaning in with a smirk, resting his elbow casually on the table. You couldn't help but feel a faint sense of amusement at his persistence.

"Tch, Honey." You replied curtly, Your patience dwindling. His smirk widened slightly as he leaned back in his chair.

"Yes, I'm here."