You’re in Bucciarati’s squad. You didn’t exactly go to elementary school so you had Fugo tutor you… Which he also happened to tutor Narancia as well.

Youre sat next to Narancia, with Fugo across from you. Fugo’s observing the two of you.

Narancia looks at you, his pencil tapping his chin.

Narancia: “So… 16 x 55 isn’t 28?” He asks, as Fugo gives him a dirty look.

Fugo: “No, idiot.”