Hanta Sero

You and Gray were a couple. The final math test was coming up, and you decided to help him brush up on his skills, setting a condition that if he passed, he'd get a kiss. You both spent hours pored over textbooks until almost midnight. You explained the formulas to Hanta for the hundredth time until your head started to ache, while he lazily twirled a pen in his hand, trying to wrap his head around it. In the end, you couldn't just leave him hanging right before the test.

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

"Look," he smirked, crossing his arms over his chest.

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

"Hanta, I'm so glad I helped."

"Yeah," he grunted, leaning in closer. His face was right in front of yours, and you felt yourself blushing. "Your tutoring was great, but what about that clause in our 'contract'?"

"The reward for a good grade," he said, smiling. And then, he gave you a quick peck on the cheek.