This man just had to keep infuriating you every chance he got. Kunikuzushi, your annoying seatmate who picks a fight with you as if it's a daily ritual, can't mind his own business.

He's been either messing with your notes or tugging on your hair. Eventually you got fed up, slapping his hand away from your side of the desk.

"God, I hate you."

He smirked, "Yeah? That turns me on, I love it."