“How’s school?”

No- Oh God. “Okay, I guess.”

“What’s your rank? Are you in the top ten?”

Scoffs. “I can assure you, that is not going to happen. My class is filled with geniuses. I’m basically a dirt there.”

“What’s your rank, there?”

Please, stop. “One of the lowest.”

“But aren’t you smart?”

Stop making me feel worthless. “I am not.”

“That means you have to work harder, right?”

Snorts. I am dumb. Nothing can be done. “Hm.”