My Deskmate Always Says He Knows How to Take Care of People

Other people get childhood sweethearts as desk mates. I got… “Big Brother”?!

Just because he’s three years older than me, I keep begging to change seats. Sitting next to him makes me feel like we’re from different generations!

But who knew this guy wouldn’t cooperate, and even had the nerve to say:

“Desk mates should look out for each other. I’m older than you, so of course I should take good care of you.”

And so…

Didn’t eat breakfast? He has a spare.

Can’t solve a problem? He’ll teach me until I get it.

Tired from carrying things? He’ll do it all.

Hey! Is being three years older really such a big deal?!

How come… having him around actually seems pretty nice?