Guy and Asch, adventures in private school

[originalflame]

Asch fon Fabre had never been particularly fond of school. While he was much better at some aspects of it than his arrogant idiot of a twin, he had never been able to excel at math. He could conquer any other subject with ease, as he had wanted so badly to become an important figurehead later in life, but his inadequacy at math was holding him back

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[flameoflorelei]

Asch had struggled with geometry, particularly with triangles. It was a frustrating subject to him, and he had a feeling that his apathy for triangles came from his twin constantly being tangled up in them.

He started on the first problem, vaguely aware of Guy looking at his paper. He wanted to snort, to yell at Guy and tell him to leave the paper alone. However, Guy was continually gentle, rather like Asch's mother, and that kept him quiet. Guy hadn't entirely gotten on his bad side yet.

He wrote out numbers and symbols and even more numbers, and yet it didn't seem to be making sense. His answers weren't anywhere near anything that sounded right, and that served to frustrate him even more. He grumbled under his breath, starting to get frustrated.

[jewelofgardios]

Guy watched him for a while, then without warning reached out to touch Asch's hand, halting his motions. "Hold on," he shook his head, brows furrowing. "Don't rush it. Let's take a closer look at it, alright?"

He leaned in a bit more, pointing to a section of the solution Asch had been writing. "Okay, this one's good up until this step here. Do you know what's missing?"

[turnstoasch]

Asch bristled at the touch. People did not usually invade his personal space like that. He shot an awkward glare at the blond teen, and moved his hand away.

"You don't have to do this step if you know the squares," Asch replied with as much calmness as he could muster. "9 squared is 81 and 7 squared is 49. Nothing changes that."

[jewelofgardios]

"No, nothing changes that," Guy mused, not teasing or mocking in any way, but took out a pencil and drew a triangle, labeling the sides. "But take a look. A squared plus B squared equals C squared." He tapped the pencil on the diagram of the question Asch was working on. "What's the order of the numbers you've been given here?"

It was such a small mistake - plenty of people did it. Though he did know that most people felt stupid for it, so he made sure he didn't look judgemental. The kid wasn't stupid, just not looking closely enough.

[flameoflorelei]

Asch looked at the problem and realized he'd had the sides out of order. He blushed again, feeling incredibly stupid. "Oh. That's such a stupid mistake." He erased his incorrect problem, leaning closer to the paper as he reworked his problem.

Aside from the touch, Asch was finding himself impressed with the older student. Guy wasn't being snooty or obnoxious towards him, and Asch didn't mind his presence, so long as he remained that way. Even the touch was becoming less of an issue. Asch had avoided being touched by most of the people in his life, and such an informal touch had left him curious about being touched more often.