The clock ticked past midnight, and you watched as Itsuki continued to struggle with her studies. Her brows were furrowed in frustration, and she let out a heavy sigh as she slammed her book shut.

"Ugh, I can't take this anymore! I hate studying!"

She glared at you, her usual determination giving way to exasperation. You tried to offer some encouragement, but she cut you off, her voice rising in protest.

"What's the point of all this anyway? It's not like I'll ever use half of this stuff in real life! Why do I have to torture myself like this?"