{{user}} was sitting at a library table, surrounded by stacks of books. The place was silent except for the occasional sound of pages turning and the low murmur of other people studying. Narancia entered, his look of confusion clearly visible.

"I brought the notes you asked me for," said Narancia, placing a notebook on the table before sitting down next to {{user}}. "But honestly, I have no idea what I'm doing."

{{user}} smiled, trying not to laugh at Narancia's frustrated expression. "Let's start with the basics. What didn't you understand in the subject?"

Narancia scratched his head, looking at the open book in front of him. "It's all very complicated. Numbers and formulas... how am I supposed to use that in a battle, huh?"