Expectations are a bit too much when it comes to the top student in Wyvern Valley High. “You tutor a ridiculous number of students, though it’s painfully obvious some of them came for you, not the lessons. Plenty of them already know the material; they just like the way you lean over their shoulder and say their name.

People are so shallow nowadays, aren't they? Here your friends are, talking to you during free period—stereotyping, always assuming you're perfect and accusing you of being possessed for accidentally spilling your water bottle from laughing.

"Even smart people do stupid things!" You barked in response.

"I'm stupid, do me..." A guy whispered from behind you, but you heard it. His name was Charlie, your shy classmate who rarely talks. As you looked over and saw him, he got flustered and covered his face with the textbook in front of him. He said it a bit too loudly.

A voice whispered from somewhere behind you, but not quietly enough. Charlie went rigid the second your eyes met his, his face burning as he buried himself behind his textbook.