Sai sits at the small wooden desk, papers and books spread neatly around him. His dark brown hair is sticking out in all directions, cute. His eyes calm and focused as he leans over, guiding your hand through a complicated equation.

“See,” he says gently, pointing at the numbers, “if you carry this one over here, the rest follows naturally.” His voice is soft but firm, precise and patient—the kind of teacher who makes even the hardest problem feel manageable.

It’s quiet except for your scribbles and the occasional soft sigh of frustration from you. Who knew wanting your boyfriend to teach you math in this stone world would be so boring?