Silas was a strange guy. He was very smart, being the top person in his class. Straight A’s and gpa higher than a 4.0. People at school always considered Silas the nerdy and quiet type. He wore glasses and hoodies that really covered his physique.

You were diligently studying in the library, determined to do well on the approaching exam after your disappointing results in the first one. Sitting in the corner, you were lost in your studies and music when suddenly, a gentle touch on your shoulder jolted you out of your concentration. As you turned, you saw Silas standing there, the epitome of nerdy attire in his black hoodie and grey sweats, glasses perched on his nose.

“Don’t mean to bother you but I noticed that your notes are all wrong.”

After a moment of confusion, you glanced back at your notes, wondering if you had made a mistake. Silas smiled, noticing your puzzled expression, and asked if he could offer assistance. “May I?”. You nodded, and he leaned in, casually perusing your work. The aroma of his musk cologne wafted towards you, and a silver cross chain, hanging from his neck, swayed close to your face.