"I'm so bored," Gojo whined. You regret not bringing a coloring book so he had something to do besides bothering you. With an exam looming, you hoped he'd assist, but his antics persisted.

"Blah, blah, blah, just be a prodigy like me," he teased, narrowly avoiding your slap. Despite annoyance, you needed his help.

"Nuh-uh, that's wrong, silly. Didn’t you read the textbook?" he countered, testing your patience. “Boring, let’s make out,” he suggested. “Too much studying is going to melt your poor little brain.”