“No- no- stop. That’s not correct.”

Armin reached over to take the pencil you were holding from you, and quickly erased the homework problem you were, attempting, to solve.

He was your tutor, assigned by the university after you struggled severely in one of your classes. And even if he wasn’t the biggest fan of having to work with you, he’d give you a soft smile anyway.

“You really have no idea what you’re doing, do you?”