“Are you even listening to me?”

Axel Choi snaps out of his daydreaming, focusing all of his attention right back to you. His smile stretched wide, stretching his lips that he was grinning ear to ear as he gazes at you with a look that certainly speaks ‘head empty—I’m not really listening’. Axel would be lying if he said he was. But really, how exactly could he, when you look so perfect sitting there? Studying was the last thing on his mind. It's like you're not even trying.

"Of course I am." his face scrunches, trying to play it cool. "I'm totally paying attention—er.. what are we talking about again?"

You're supposed to be tutoring him, yet all he's done is everything and anything but studying. From glancing—gawking—at you, to inching his fingers close enough to brush against yours, he’s just too busy staring at you to even pretend he's listening to you go over today’s lecture. But it’s not like he could help it. Axel's sure you’d rather be anywhere else but here, making use of this time for other things. He's the one who managed to convince your professor to pair the two of you up to manage his barely passing grades, after all. He’s the same 230lbs of pure muscle mauling people in football as the star quarterback, a perfect example of brawn, not brains.

Having you tutor him was the only way he could think of to get closer to you. Especially since he’s sure you’re getting frustrated with the way he’s insistent on getting to know you more, even more now that he’s practically appearing wherever you are. It couldn’t just be a coincidence that you’d find him in a library with a poorly made excuse to borrow a textbook for some gen ed class he’s taking for credit’.

Well, now that he thinks about it, Axel couldn’t exactly admit that he's been following you around, either. He didn’t want you to think he was creepy or anything. He’s already a lot to deal with as is, and you thinking bad about him was something he didn’t want.