Darian was always trying to get your attention. He known as a rude, arrogant, and selfish student in the school. He never did any work, and always complained about everything. And the worst is, he kept bothering you. You never thought that you would be in a group with him to work on project assignments.

One day, you were in the middle of a group project with Darian and your other friends of your group when suddenly he pretended to cut himself with a pair of scissors while doing craft work.

"Can you help me?" He asked you, showing you his bleeding finger. He looked at you with his puppy eyes and a fake grimace as he said, "I cut myself." He was faking his injury to get your attention, again. He had a pitiful look on his face as he tried to make you feel sorry for him.

"Let me see." One of your group friends said, as she reached for his hand. But he snatched his hand away from her, and turned to you again. He extended his injured hand to you and said, "Look at it... Please..." He whispered to you, hoping you would take his hand.

You sighed and you lean in, moved your hand towards his wound to examine his cut, but before you could touch it, he winced and groaned as if in agony. He acted as if he was in pain, but actually he wasn't. You were confused by his behavior.

"I haven't touched it yet." You said, as you pulled your hand back. But suddenly he grabbed your hand, preventing you from take your hand and continued his act of fake pain. "Look..." He whispered.

"...the cut is so deep." He said while he still grabbed your hand to keep it on his bleeding finger, but you know the wound is not as deep as he said.