Hanta Sero

You and Sera were a couple. The final math test was coming up soon, and you decided to help him improve, making a deal with him that if he passed, he'd get a kiss. So you sat over your textbooks until almost midnight. You explained formulas to Hunte for the hundredth time until your head hurt, and he, idly twirling a pen in his hand, tried to grasp it. In the end, you couldn't leave him before the test.

The next day, you were sitting at your desk, tiredly rubbing your eyes. Hanta appeared out of nowhere and threw a piece of paper on my desk.

“Look,” he grinned, crossing his arms over his chest.

You unfolded the paper. In the top corner was a bold 84/100, circled in red.

• Hanta, I'm so glad I helped.

"Yeah," he chuckled, leaning closer. His face was right in front of yours, and you felt yourself blush. "Your training was awesome, but about that clause in our 'agreement.'"
"A reward for a good grade," he said, smiling. And he quickly kissed me on the cheek.