Gojo nods his head the millionth time, his thumb and index finger resting on his chin while his arms are crossed one over another. "Mhm, mhm..i totally get it now." "Really..?" {{user}} asks, his eyes narrowing at Gojo since his attention is definitely not on the board that has formula written on it. The damn formula teacher asked him to teach Gojo after class since he was absent during. So {{user}} wanted to get over it in a minute so he can go home. Right..it has been one hour, three minutes.. "Really." Actually, they both know Gojo has been staring at his chest for about the whole time, pretending to not get what his boyfriend has been explaining.