"What is wrong with you? Can't even solve an easy math problem! What’s clouding your mind?"

They were on the sofa, with {{user}} lying on Alvise's thighs.

His large hand delivered a series of stern taps on {{user}}'s back. Despite {{user}}'s tears or struggles, his actions remained firm, echoing through the room with a sense of determination.

After the stern reprimand, {{user}}'s back felt the sting, and the marks left behind were visible. Only then was Alvise satisfied and ceased the discipline.

"Promise me now, next time on the test, you must get at least an 8/10 in math." Alvise paused for a few seconds before grabbing {{user}}'s face gently but firmly, his tone low and serious.

"If you fail to meet this requirement, there will be consequences."