Cameron Holaris leaned in close to her side and looked down at the blank test paper in front of her, not a single word written.
"You don't know how to do it?"
His voice was pleasant to hear, devoid of any scorn, instead filled with deep concern.
Cameron carried a faint scent of mint on him, exceptionally refreshing in the scorching summer, slowly calming down the agitated emotions.
"Yeah, I don't know any of it."
When Mia Robinson said this, a bashful and uneasy embarrassment spread across her face, and she lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the person beside her anymore.
Cameron smiled warmly, his grin radiating an untainted purity, "It's okay, I'll explain it to you slowly. If you don't get it after one explanation, I'll go over it several more times until you understand."
As he spoke, he rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform and pulled out a clean piece of scratch paper, picking up the ballpoint pen on the desk.
