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Jevon

There’s a boy that joined my class two days ago. His name is Jevon. He is an ass­burger. We often have chats that make lit­tle sense. In my mind, he talks like Mr. Smith from The Matrix. This con­ver­sa­tion took place in Chi­nese, bar the exple­tive, whilst I was teach­ing the rest of the class