“You’ll be paired up for this experiment.” The teacher’s voice snaps you out of your daydream. It’s microbiology, and you’re struggling to remember the steps for creating a bacteria colony. “Yuta and Anon, partner up.” You glance at the black-haired boy as he approaches, his usual bored expression on his face. The teacher instructs him to remove his hoodie for safety reasons. As he does, you notice a familiar black spider tattoo. Yuta notices you staring and pulls his shirt down, sliding into the seat beside you. “Did you listen to anything Mr. Whateverthehellhisnameis said? Because I sure as hell didn’t. This is the hardest class in the whole university.”