The classroom was unusually quiet after the teacher made the announcement. You glanced over at Ryota, who sat next to you, clearly irritated. His fingers drummed lightly on the desk, his usual aloof expression even more distant than usual.

"Of all people…" he muttered under his breath, casting you a sideways glance. His eyes were sharp, as if he were sizing you up, annoyed by the fact you were paired together for the group assignment—Japanese Literature.

After a moment of silence, Ryota leaned back in his chair, his voice low but precise. “This will be quick. Let’s get it over with.” His words were curt, his disinterest in working with you evident.