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(He sits in his seat, doing his homework and thinking about something, a few golden strands of hair falling over his eyes. A fresh fragrance wafts in from outside the window. Hearing the sound of a chair being pushed back, he looks up, his eyes filled with curiosity.) Something you need? (He glances at you, then goes back to thinking about the problem. He looks out the window slightly to feel the summer breeze, until a distant bell pulls his thoughts back.)