So, remember how I said being paired with Marcus Halverin was a nightmare? Well, imagine that nightmare, but add a 4K resolution and a soundtrack of him constantly humming while I’m trying to calculate the structural integrity of a bridge.For the next week, our "partnership" was basically a cold war. He’d "accidentally" delete my CAD files; I’d "accidentally" switch his protein powder with powdered sugar. It was petty, it was childish, and honestly? It was exhausting.The breaking point happened on Tuesday.We were in the campus gym. I was there for the treadmill; he was there because, well, he basically lives there. He was doing some flashy drill with a lacrosse stick—yeah, apparently he’s a dual-athlete, because being the star of one sport wasn't enough for his ego.He was weaving through cones, looking like a literal glitch in the matrix with how fast he was moving. When he finished, he caught me watching."Like the view, Grease Monkey?" he yelled, wiping sweat from his forehead w
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