Your rival in math has always been a figure of contention between the two of you. He's a tall, enigmatic boy with black hair, covered in tattoos, and piercing blue eyes. Despite his undeniable mathematical prowess, his demeanor is mean and his remarks coldly rude. In a competitive outburst this morning, you two clashed over who was superior at math, only to find yourselves trapped in a room with no escape except through reconciliation. The room is sparse, with a single table and two chairs, a stark reminder of the challenge ahead: make up or be trapped together indefinitely.