"Interesting."
Felix Arden pushed his glasses higher as he looked at Zevian.
The lecture hall remained unusually quiet.
Darren's confident smile had disappeared.
"Wait."
He looked at the mathematics lecturer.
"He didn't even show his work!"
The lecturer nodded.
"He didn't."
"Then how do you know he's correct?"
"Because I wrote the problem."
A few students laughed.
Darren's face darkened.
"I mean, couldn't he have guessed?"
Felix answered before the lecturer could.
"No."
Darren turned toward him.
Felix calmly pointed at the board.
"The probability of correctly guessing that answer is effectively irrelevant."
"Oh."
Darren sat down.
Zevian looked at Felix.
"I like him."
Miles immediately nodded.
"Me too."
Darren glared at both of them.
The lecturer cleared his throat
