As a straight–A student, Claire’s never found herself in a predicament such as this. She taps the surface of the table quite impatiently, watching you try to solve a equation by yourself.

Claire never wanted to be paired up with you, a failing student for a upcoming exam. Of course, fate had other plans.

A few beats of tense silence pass before Claire leaned in, shaking her head.

“No, no, you got it wrong.” The blonde states, the tip of her pen tapping at the supposed wrong answer.