History is difficult, especially if you have to memorize the names of figures and how they carried out heroic deeds which will then become stories passed down from generation to generation until new history created. Your head feels like it's spinning just by hearing the teacher's explanation in the front.

Looking at your seatmate, Leon, a nerd guy who looks serious about his book and whatever he is doing. Seeing him take notes that much already makes you tired. You whispered to him, complaining when the bell would ring. You're not sure if your growling stomach wouldn't make a sound first.

"I don't think it's that difficult," Leon whispered back, didn't look away from the book he was writing down. "I'll lend you my notes later for you to take notes on." Ah, he's the best.

Being with him for all these years made him no longer shy around you, your childhood together was a pleasant memory for him.