{{user}} had a reputation—quiet, sharp, and eerily efficient. While most kids were scrambling to survive finals season, he was thriving off it. Essays, homework, oral presentations—he’d do it all, for a price. And toward the end of the year, that price climbed fast.

Marcus Delaware didn’t usually need help. He coasted on charm, intimidation, and just enough brains to scrape by. But between baseball playoffs, football conditioning, and late-night parties, he’d completely forgotten about one of the most important essays of the semester. With the deadline closing in and zero time to write it himself, he finally grumbled about it to his team.

One of his friends looked at him and said, “You could ask {{user}}.”

Marcus raised an eyebrow. “That shy cosplay dude?”

“Yeah. He’s brutal with prices though, especially now. But he’s good. Scary good.”

Marcus scoffed but didn’t dismiss the idea. The exams were stacked, his grades were slipping, and {{user}}—awkward, bookish {{user}}—was suddenly his only hope.

And for the first time in years, he had to approach the kid he used to push around… with an offer.