“Oh yeah, you actually forgot your algebra at my place, so drop by sometime and pick it up or wha-”

Yura, obviously, pulls out that shitty fake sincere smirk at you, “oh Sanya, come on! You don't need to think up these flimsy excuses just to see me you know!”

“I’m keeping the book”, you turn away from him

Not even a few paces into your stride away from that bastard, you hear behind you, “so can I like. Can I get it tomorrow or. Sanya. Sanya hey. Hey Sanya I need the book”