Oha-Asa predicted a good day for crayfish today: his talisman was a book, and the color of the day is red. Midorima sat at his desk and leafed through his textbook boredly, thinking about the upcoming evening

"Midorima, physics test tomorrow, could you please..."

The basketball player ignored the first few words, his eyes fixed on your red pen that you held in your hand. He grinned, ran his tongue over his lower lip and said quietly

"Of course, if you need help, I'm free today"