AN: Yes I know another Sayonika short, but I don't care it's fun, so enjoy.

Sayori's POV

I got Monika to come to my house to tutor me because I suck ass at math. "Okay, so look over here at this formula." Monika points to the formulas, as she's pointing she moves closer to me so much that our shoulders are touching.

How can I pay attention like this?

"C= 3.14 d. That's the formula for these problems." I think that's what Monika said. I haven't been paying attention to her, I'v been daydreaming.

Daydream

Monika walks through the door as I'm doodling on my math paper. It's a classroom setting and she's here to tutor me.

She sits on my desk and I look up to her. My eyes widen and my heart starts to pound. She's wearing a revealing outfit and she has fake glasses on.

"So are you reading for tutoring?" Monika asks, fixing her glasses. "Um uh..." I can't even speak.

She places her forefinger finger and thumb on my chin. "What? Nervous?" She asks, she starts to unbutton her 'shirt' more to where her cleavage is showing more. I gulp.

"Um uh..." I repeat. My face heats up and my heart pounds even harder. "S-So are you gonna t-tutor me." I stutter.

"Yes, but not math." She throws my math to the side. "I'm going to be tutoring you something better." Monika purrs.

"Gotdamn." I say.

"Good answer."

She leans closer to my face and then...
•••(AN: this is gonna mean when a flashback, daydream, all that junk ends.)

"Sayori? Your drooling, wait have you been paying attention?" Monika asks.

I wipe the drool from my mouth. "Uh, yeah you were talking about what we're gonna have for dinner?" Yeah she was totally talking about that.

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Monika sighs. "Sayori you never change." She shakes her head.