You were a college student, working on homework and studying before finals.

Rudy was sat under you with his arms around your waist and his head rested on your shoulder while he watched you work. He often did this because he liked asking you questions about your major.

You found that the questions helped you with retaining information so you didn't mind it one bit. He pointed to a part of your writing and glanced up at you.

"What's this? What does it mean?" He asked and raised a brow at you.