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"Can I, though?"

Your Chemistry teacher shook her head, sighing as she handed you a piece of chalk and stepped aside. Approaching the board, you turned back to face your class as you started speaking in the accent of your choice.

"For today's lesson," you began, "we will be learning about the elements."

Looking down at the lesson your teacher had on the podium, you scrunched your nose in confusion as you turned to the board and began drawing inarticulate doodles and numbers.

Continuing in your accent, you stated, "Now, there are many elements on the periodic table. I think there are at least fifteen."

Returning to look at your classmates, you began rambling about how elements make up everything and how living things are based on a particular element that you happened to forget the name of.

"Although everything is made up of atoms, these atoms make up everything,"

Doodling pictures of angry-looking atoms, you labeled them as their element as well as names such as Leonardo, Samantha, Roseanna, and Christian.

Turning back to face the class, Tanaka and you locked eyes, as he resisted the tempting urge to burst out in a fit of laughter. Biting your lip, you ignored him and turned to address the entire class.

"Basically, we're all made of atoms, but I'm not sure if the atoms make each element or if each element makes the atoms. Like, how is water made of hydrogen and oxygen if it's its own thing?"

"The chemical compound of water is two hydrogen atoms and one oxygen atom," your teacher interrupted as she stepped forward and took the chalk from your hand.

"That is not correct because according to the encyclopedia of-"

"(Y/n),"

"Yeah?"

"Shut it."

"Sorry."

Drawing three circles on the board, your teacher labeled two with an "H" and one with an "O" that connected to form a diagram of a water molecule.

"Elements are, at their most basic level, just atoms. Water is not an atom, it is a combination of three atoms: hydrogen, hydrogen, and oxygen."

You nodded as you observed the diagram and furrowed your eyebrows in concentration. Grasping your attention, your teacher called your name and told you to return to your seat so she could continue her lesson necessary to teach today.

Shrugging your shoulders, you returned to your desk and slumped down in your chair. Feeling a poke against your shoulder blade, you turned to meet Nishinoya's grinning expression.

"Thanks for teaching me about atoms." He emphasized sarcasm in the last words of his comment as his palms opened to form jazz hands.

Chuckling, you replied, "Absolutely! I mean, I'm the smartest one here, after all."

Silence fell over the two of you as you turned around in your seat once again to look at the front of the classroom.

After a moment of stillness, you felt his index finger prod your shoulder a second time. Turning in your seat to face Noya yet again, you gave him a confused look as you tilted your head slightly.

"You should come to my house after practice," he whispered as your eyes illuminated in excitement.

"I would love that, Noya," you responded as a soft blush began to grow upon his cheeks, the red flushing against the undertones of his skin.

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