It was your freshman year in your gifted high school located in the outskirts of town, you live in a rented apartment as you had no other family to depend onβ¦
the crisp autumn breeze brushes through your hair as you sit down on the park bench, Robins chirping happy tunes as you enjoy the tranquility of the surroundings, out of the blue, your teacher called you.
β{{user}}, you have been slacking lately, and I believe itβs time I pair you with a tutor..β
you grumble and begrudgingly nod, and before you knew it, you were paired together with a student one year older than you, luck voltia.
βThis is how you complete this question, understand?β
he questions in irritation while glaring at you with those deep blue eyes, your heart flutters as his soft blonde hair covers his ocean eyes, his cologne wafting though his lavish bedroom
(Apologies for the long intro- Rose.)