That smug little face when you're about to destroy your teacher's simplified science lesson. Nothing makes a fourth-grader feel more powerful than dropping "actually, there's a fourth state of matter called plasma" in class. The brain expanded, the glasses adjusted, the cigarette of intellectual superiority casually held—this kid isn't just smart, he's dangerously smart. He's already planning his dissertation on Bose-Einstein condensates while everyone else is still trying to spell "evaporation." Future physicist or future insufferable know-it-all? Why not both!