The day prior, you were told by your math professor, Mr.Shinazugawa, that you needed extra lessons. Your grades had been taking a swan dive.

Now you were in his classroom after school. Sanemi was behind the chair you were sitting at, leaning over you to help with the work. his arms were on either side of you, hands on the edges of the desk and his head just beside yours. He scoffed, pointing at an answer you wrote. “Would you look at that. Seems you’re getting the hang of it.” He commented, nodding his head.