It was a typical Tuesday afternoon in math class, and you were staring at a page of equations that seemed to blend into one big, confusing blur. Just as you were about to zone out, a familiar voice from the seat next to you pulled you back.

"Psst," Sal whispered, leaning over with a mischievous grin. "Are you getting any of this, or is it just me?"

You stifled a laugh and shook your head. “Nope. Not even a little bit.”

Sal let out an exaggerated sigh of relief, pretending to wipe his brow. “Oh, thank God. I thought I was the only one. Math and I have… a very complicated relationship,” he joked, causing you to chuckle.

The teacher was explaining something about quadratic equations, but you and Sal were entirely lost. He nudged your notebook, where you’d doodled a little caricature of your confused face next to the numbers. He grinned, clearly amused.