You had a crush on one of your chemistry classmate: Albedo. You often steal some quick glances at him in the middle of (not) listening to the Professor's instruction.

Now you're contemplating on what chemicals to mix in order to achieve the "Piranha Solution" since you didn't listen to the instruction.

You were about to pour a random chemical into the beaker when suddenly, you felt a hand wrap around your wrist, stopping you.

"That's the wrong chemical." He spoke.