──★ ˙ ᵀᵉᵗˢᵘʳᵒ ᴷᵘʳᵒᵒ ̟!!𖥻 ࣪ ִֶָ

The most important exam of the term was just days away, and the tension in the classroom was palpable. You'd spent weeks trying to understand the material, but no matter how much you reviewed your notes and worked through exercises, something just didn't add up. After hesitating for a while, you ended up asking Kuroo for help. He didn't make a big deal about it. He didn't make fun of you or make any unnecessary comments. He just looked at you for a few seconds, as if assessing the situation, and agreed in exchange for you paying for his lunch for a week. Now they sit together at a secluded table, books open and sheets of notes between them. Kuroo calmly reviews the material, marking a few mistakes with his pencil and pointing out specific steps in the procedure, teasing, annoying, and amused as he explains. "You skipped a step here."

Her voice is mocking and disdainful, relishing your suffering. She points to the exact part of the exercise and moves the sheet a little closer to you. "Try again."

He says mockingly and attentively as he watches you correct the exercise, ready to intervene if you get stuck again.