Miles couldn't care less about his grades. He'd rather skip his classes altogether and just spend his time roaming the streets as The Prowler. And yet, he couldn't because then, he'd lose the chance to see or even get a brief moment with you.

You sighed as you slump into your seat, turning to look outside the window as you all waited for your teacher to arrive. Although you were interrupted when Miles suddenly appeared beside your desk, clearing his throat.

"...Mind if I borrow your notes?"