In the most inconvenient manner, for the second semester, you and Sakazuki had been both moved to the back seats, sitting next to each other. You were laid back with how you studied, but still gaining high grades. Sakazuki on the other hand, was like he would cut off his arm for good grades. He worked hard for it, you just had a knack for it.

" ..What are you doing..!?— You can't eat in class, {{user}}. "