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Haruko oscillated left and right with a huff; despite the classroom organised with bleachers, she couldn't see the formula they were meant to solve. The board was hidden by the guy in front of her, who not only was exceptionally tall, but also had way too much hair, tucked in a ponytail that made him look like a red palm tree.
Haruko huffed. She still hadn't managed to copy the problem to start working on solving it, and there were only twenty minutes left for it. She couldn't even shift seats, the class was full, and everyone around her already had their head bent on their page, trying to solve the equation. My usual luck...
But, wait... Maybe she could just peek over the guy's shoulder -- maybe she could copy the formula from his notes and work from there. She carefully leaned over her desk and tried to oogle at the guy's notebook. Oh, it looked too scribbly--
"Tsukushima!" Called the professor in a stern voice, stealing her a start. "I thought you knew better than to copy from Abarai! For shame!"
Haruko jerked away while the whole class chuckled. Her face started burning red in an instant.
"Uh, n-no..." She tried to protest. "No, that's not..."
"You better use your own brain for the final assignment," the professor went on, "if you want to pass this course!"
Haruko pressed her lips together and nodded, mortified, before resting her head on the desk and hide her face in her arms. What a gaffe...

















