"...Alright, so first you add up the number of times the spinner was spun..."

A small, barely audible groan to the left.

"Well, I gotta write it down, obviously. Duh!"

A pained sound. He resists the urge to snicker.

"Then we have to—"

"Shinonome, this is so boring!" Kanna whines, and she bounces up and down the creaky old park bench they're sitting at, her light blonde hair flying all over the place. "What i-is this trash?!"

Shinonome snorts at the sight of her restlessness, and set down the math packet on his lap. "Yeah, alright. Like you didn't ask me to help you with homework. On a snow day, even! I should be getting mad at you."

"I-I didn't want to do this on a snow day, either! But I don't want to disappoint my parents with a failing grade in math," she sighs, and shoves her hands in her crimson coat's pockets. Now that he thinks about it, she's actually... noticeably cold, what with her red face and stuttering. "Okay. Alright. Um, go on with your lesson, p-please."

"Erm..." Shinonome pauses with a beat of hesitation, looking at Kanna's shivering figure. It's unlike the girl, who usually was as flashy as the clothing she wore (something his cousin said was probably influenced by her mother). He shakes the thoughts away. The faster he got this done, the faster they can both go home. His brother is finally home for the weekend, too, so that might be some motivation. "Now, after you finish adding all that up, you have to count the number of times it landed on the number three."

Kanna nods. "So the spinner was spun six times, and it landed on the number three twice. Then what?"

"Then that means the experimental probability of the spinner landing on three is two out of six, or one third."

"Huh," she grins, teeth chattering and all. "It's easier to understand when someone else does it."

"Now for theoretical probability..." he gives Kanna the papers back, and stares at her. "You look like you're freezing."

She laughs. "I-I kinda am. Especially my hands. I guess I sh-should've set up a different meeting place!"

"Hmm... hey, wait. I have an idea," Shinonome snaps his fingers, then proceeds to pry Kanna's hands from her coat pockets.

"Shinonome, what are you even doi—"

Her sentence is cut short, and she simply looks at him with shock. He started to awkwardly hold both of her hands in his as she was speaking. She opens and closes her mouth a couple of times, as if she couldn't find the words to express what she's feeling right now.

He shrugs at her confusion. "Well, you know. It's body heat and whatever. If you don't like it, I can let go."

"No, I get it. It's...It's just the first time a guy has ever..." she coughs. "So, about theoretical probability."

"Oh, yeah! Almost forgot about that. Alright, so if you want to find that, first you have to count the number of..."

He's sure that they stayed there talking about math for far too longer than he wanted. Well, at least he got to hold her hand.

I'm back after forgetting my password for 2 weeks. Hooray. Anyway, small note that I might change my update system, since not only is school a big distraction , but it's hard for me to get 2 well written drabbles out in a week. We'll see.

Per usual, Kanna and Shinonome have a specific mother, and if you can figure it out, I'll give you a million dollars...Haha! Just kidding. I have no money.

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