Lunch with my rough-edged scholar—where tailored suits clash with bare arms, and every glance is a lesson in unspoken...

Lunch with my rough-edged scholar—where tailored suits clash with bare arms, and every glance is a lesson in unspoken rivalry. The academy’s quiet wars begin with a fork. #muscle #shirtless

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