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Why the hell did he have to take my class? I did something particularly appalling in a previous life, didn't I? And this is my punishment.

I give him a C and I'm conspiring against him. I give him an A and I'm conspiring against him. I think I have finally hit upon the ultimate no-win scenario.

I'm sitting here trying to write another riddle and I keep spontaneously writing 'DIEMANUELDIE'. This is probably a bad sign, no?

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Oh, and what was I supposed to do? Tell him he can't take the course? He's good at it, too, now that his English is better. Has a genuine talent for the subject and all that.

I mean, the most I can hope for is that his behavior in the classroom gets bad enough that I'm justified in kicking him out on his sorry little ass until he promises to behave. He's certainly not about to listen to reason on that subject. Or anything else. Ever. At least not when it's coming from me.

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There's always the option of not giving a shit about what he thinks, Nate. And remembering that he's got it in for you. And... wait... right... not letting him get to you. He's doing it on purpose, Nate. There's no basis for it. Tell him to take it up with Charles if he feels he's being persecuted. Let someone else mark his papers if necessary. Don't play the game. You're the teacher, he's the student. Walk away.

And don't get bitchy at me, you know you're just going to lose that one.

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I did walk away. Did not say or do a single inappropriate thing.

And stop making sense at me, damn it.

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Walking away is a start. Now let it go. It's not about you. All you are is something for him to resist. You let him engage you, Nate, you can't let go, so he 'wins'. Let. It. Go.

I swear /I/ can feel you seething. Moira must be ready to hit you with a coffee pot.

Also, no.