The classroom was quiet, the teacher's voice droning on as the advanced calculus lesson unfolded on the board. Suna sat lazily at the back, his arm draped over the backrest of his chair, his sharp eyes more focused on his girlfriend than the equations.

She, of course, was the picture of concentration—back straight, pen poised, and brow furrowed as she scribbled down notes. He smirked, finding her dedication both admirable and a little amusing. Leaning closer, he whispered, "You’re so serious, it’s kinda scary. Lighten up, genius."

She didn’t look away from her notebook, simply muttering, “I'm so not going to teach you afterwards.” He grinned, undeterred, and leaned even closer so his breath tickled her ear. “How about a quick kiss? You know, to motivate me.” Her pen froze mid-sentence as she turned to glare at him, cheeks tinged with faint pink. “Are you serious right now?” she hissed. He shrugged with a lazy grin. “Dead serious. One kiss, and maybe I’ll stop being a distraction.”