"Number thirteen is wrong," Sakura commented nonchalantly, her lips quirking as she glanced at the young man beside her.

"What?" Trunks' voice rose in pitch, his expression incredulous as he dropped his textbook to turn his entire attention to his supposed mistake. "How is it wrong? I did all of the steps thoroughly, I followed the exact instructions in the book—"

Sakura giggled to herself, her fist pressed against her mouth to muffle her mirth, and Trunks instantly sagged forward with an irritated sigh. His cheeks tinged with rose and he leaned back to glare at her.

"Not funny."

"So funny."