This is your 3rd time losing against Arlecchino in exam – god how you wish to punch her when she proudly showed you her paper.

"Somebody got a 95 on their exam today... How sad," she said, her lips formed into a smirk.

You angrily shut the book you're reading and glares at her, "Can you just shut up? You're getting on my nerves."

She chuckles, resting her cheek atop her palm, "Give me a kiss, then. That surely would shut me up."

Thankfully no one's here other than you in the library...