The once raised hands dialled down for a moment before a few hesitantly & came back up. But instead of reaching their hand out as if their lives depended on it, Akari & Tora had placed their elbows on the desks. Only Kuroo & Oikawa had their arms extended just a little higher than them. It was only Kenma who sat relaxed in his seat, drawing or writing something on the back of Kuroo's chair.
- Rūna'chan! I can solve it! I know how t—
- Shut up, OIKAWA. I'VE KNOWN HER LONGER THAN YOU.
Aūna faced the board & brushed off the previous question. After she put away the sponge, the girl drew a long line in the middle of the chalkboard. She picked up another crayon & tossed her's to Oikawa & the other to Kuroo.
- Knock yourselves out.
- My bets on Kuroo to solve this first. - Arūna heard Akari say to Yamamoto.
Once the two began solving, Arūna sat next to Kenma in Kuroo'sseat. She propped her head on his shoulder & soughed. Kenma rested his head on hers.
- Do you really think this is a good idea? They might kill each other if you don't stop them.
- It'll go viral if we'd film it.
Kenma clutched his pen:
- Probably—
- Arūna, calculator!
She retrieved the device from her skirt's pocket & passed it to Oikawa instead of Kuroo, who demanded it first. Kuroo gripped his hair & groaned:
- KENMA! STOP DISTRACTING HER.
- I wasn't doing anth—
- Nice drawings. - Arūna examined the little doodles before she rested her head on his shoulder again.
- Oh, those. - Kenma's eyes peeked towards the sketches on the desk. - Thanks. I tried drawing the torso like you told me last time, and it turned out decent.
Arūna looked past Kenma. She saw Tora quietly grunt & loudly exhale. The girl peered over, curious.
- Is something wrong, Yamamoto?
Kenma glanced at him as well. Beside Tora, he noticed Akari already dozed off with her arms on her notebook & head buried deep within.
- I... I also want to solve the question on the board! But I don't get it at all... There are way too many numbers. - he muttered the last part quietly to himself.
Arūna glimpsed at Kenma's doodles & grabbed his pen. She began adding a drawing of her own near his.
- But Tora, - Kenma articulated, - these are third-year maths problems, so it's no wonder you and I will suck at them. I only come here just to prepare a little for next year, not to actually do work.
Arūna spinned Kenma's pen:
- Ken's right. There will be another time to learn, which will be next year. And then, you can become... like them. - she tilted her head towards the board.
Arūna glanced back at the two third years, who were currently bickering about the answer. Their fury hadn't died down at all. Instead, it dilated even more once Arūna left them to solve the problem.
Tora sighed again & crossed his arms:
- Fine, I'll accept defeat this time.
- It's not—... - Kenma pinched his upper nose bridge. - Whatever.
Kuroo turned around:
- ARŪNA!
- Hm? - Arūna lifted her head from Kenma's shoulder & skimmed through the board, which was filled with way too much scribbled writing. The numbers & words were so squished together that it all looked like one german word. - Oh, you're done. I guess it's correct?... Congrats.
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- tutoring sessions // oikawa tooru.
Fanfic- ...You know, Rūna'chan, you are very smart, but there are still many things you don't even know how to do. I think... - he traced his hand towards the girl's. - I think I could teach you a few things as well. He held her hand. - Like what, then? ...
