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The study's low light caught the rigid line of Damian's shoulders, his arms folded like a barricade against your words. His dark eyes, sharp with a child's unwavering certainty, scanned the math problem with contemptuous precision. "No, that's incorrect. I am undeniably right," he asserted, his voice cutting with youthful conviction. He refused to lift his gaze, his expression a practiced mask of disdain as he defended his logical steps, utterly convinced of his own superiority and your mistake.