"What?! How can you not get this? The answer is obvious!"

Hanamiya exhales indignantly, as he drops his head into his open palm. He's glaring at you as if you were doing this to personally spite him, as if you were purposely not understanding him.

You took a long, deep breath. You remind yourself that, no matter how unbearably vexing he could be, Hanamiya was trying to help. Or, at least, he wasn't intentionally trying to upset you.

"I should have insisted on Seto…" you mutter under your breath, as you crumple up the written solution you were working on and throw it to the side. You sense Hanamiya stiffen beside you, and you feel a bit guilty about saying that out loud.

When you'd started having trouble with your math class, you'd immediately gone to Seto to ask for his help. He hadn't wanted to do it of course, since it cut into time he could be sleeping, but he'd finally agreed...and then Hanamiya had overheard the two of you talking, and had been furious that you were going to someone other than him for help with schoolwork.

After all, as the smartest person you knew, he was the best choice for a math tutor, and he refused to let anyone else help you. In fact he had been insulted by the very idea you'd ask someone else, and he absolutely couldn't understand why you would.

"Okay…how do you do this then?" You ask calmly, pointing down to the question in your textbook, with paragraphs of information provided.

"It's simple. These sentences are useless information, so just use this and this and solve the problem." Hanamiya says, eyes narrowing in annoyance as he jabs his finger at various parts of the question.

"But how do you know that? And how would you use this to solve it?" You ask again, squeezing the pencil in your hand as you jot down the information he told you.

"…You really don't know?" Hanamiya raises a brow, before sighing. "It's obvious."

It took all your willpower not to break the pencil you were clutching in half.

Hanamiya was incredibly intelligent, and there was no question he understood the material better than anyone…but he was the absolute worst teacher. He was so smart that everything was obvious to him, and because it was so obvious he didn't know how to explain it to anyone else. And worse, a lot of the time he couldn't understand how things that were so easy for him was so difficult for everyone else, and it left him nearly as frustrated and annoyed as you.

"It's not. It's not obvious. If it were, I wouldn't need your help." You said slowly, trying to breathe evenly as you stared at the paper in front of you. The stress of not being able to understand the material was bad enough, but combined with your inability to keep up with Hanamiya it was almost unbearable.

You bite your lip, struggling to stop yourself from bursting into tears.

Hanamiya, who knows you well, notices this quickly. You hear him sigh softly beside you.

"…Don't worry about it." He mutters quietly. You look up in surprise, just as he puts his arm around your shoulder and pulls you towards him, so your head rests on his chest. He looks away from you with an irritated expression, as you stare at him in shock. You stay like that for a few moments, before he looks down at you tensely.

"You're smart. You'll figure this shit out." He murmurs, as he pulls his arm back quickly. He's still not looking at you, but you can see his cheeks are red as well.

You can't help but laugh, and your heart immediately feels lighter.

"Alright…you know this is useless because…well, you know what formula you have to use for this question, right?" Hanamiya asks as he turns his attention back to your math book. He's staring at the page thoughtfully, concentrating on how best to explain it.

"Um…yeah, this one right? Because you can get the answer if you get this value…"

"That's right. So what do you need to get the values in the formula? Everything else is useless shit meant to confuse you, so just ignore it."

"So then…if you take this and this…"

Soon…

"Then the answer should be…this!" You pronounce proudly, underlining your answer with a flourish.

Hanamiya nods, his head still resting in his hands as he watches you. It's a bit difficult for him, waiting for people to catch up to him. But he doesn't seem to mind waiting for you, as he messes up your hair playfully.

"That's right. You get it now." He answers, yawning, as he leans back and stretches his long limbs. His shirt rides up slightly, showing off his toned abs, and you can't help but stare. Your eyes dart up to Hanamiya, who's watching you watch him and smirking smugly. You quickly turn away, blushing like crazy.

"T—Thanks to you. You…you really helped me out, Hanamiya-san. I'm—ah, I'm sorry I didn't ask you first. It won't happen again." You smile shyly, looking down.

"…Of course it won't, dumbass. I won't let it." He snorts, flicking your forehead. Maybe he was a bit more insulted than he let on that you had asked someone else to tutor you.

"You don't need anyone but me, (f/n). Never forget that."