Spotting his purple hair, you are often greeted by him reading quietly in the serenity of nature.

Witnessing a stranger's unbothered stance while he reads at a bench is rare. Curious about the book's contents, you peek only to find various math equations.

His gaze meets yours when he notices your interest. Looking to inquire about your sudden appearance.

"Do you need help with anything ?”He asks in a soft tone, keeping his book near him with a rather… displeased glare ?

“If so, then do it yourself. Your ongoing problems are none of my business, nor do I have the right to intrude and write them off.”