TV GIRL. - “You like a pretty boy. With a pretty voice.”

The sudden thought coming into your head while you were daydreaming, when in reality, you were supposed to be doing math. Which you were failing. Terribly. Staring at the wall, your expression grew into a small smile in the left corner of your mouth, having that sudden thought of him in your head. Sure, the two of you didn’t talk much, and when you did it was him asking for your answers, but you still liked him. But the main problem was that he didn't know you were failing this class, hardly ever seeing an a unless it was an easy test or assignment.

Speaking of, at the worst moment possible, he decided to ask you a question about this assignment, “Oh yeah, sorry to bug you again, but what’s the answer for number 3??”