You slammed your fist against your desk and threw your pencil across the room. “God dammit, Kevin!”
Sasuke sighed and his gaze reached yours. “Who are you talking to?”
“Kevin, obviously! God, I thought you were smart.” You crossed your arms.
He shook his head in annoyance. “What’s wrong with…’Kevin’?” He put air quotations around his name.
“He bought eight refrigerators!” You huffed in slight annoyance.
His eyebrows furrowed in considerable suspicion. “Did he really?”
“Yes! And it’s pissing me off!”
Silence briefly dominated the air, before he finally said, “Do you need help with your math homework again?”