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... in that smug little way they always do, and for a fleeting second, I considered snatching them right off his nose just to break his composure. But then I remembered I liked him better when he wasn’t squinting at me like I was some misbehaving equation.
I smirked, of course I did, because smirking is my natural state of being, the face the gods sculpted me into before tossing me into this chaotic world. "Oh, professor," I cooed, "you laugh now, but wait until you see what brilliance I wr ...
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