Craig Tucker had been going to a college of recent. It was strict , needing petty uniforms and attitudes.

Craig was in class , tapping his number #2 pencil onto his notebook. He sighed impatiently, wanting out of this boring class. It wasn’t even needed !

Craigs eye drifted to the side , catching onto a certain blonde. Tweek. Tweek was always nervous , trying ( emphasis on trying . ) to stay out of trouble. He often got in trouble for not brushing his messy hair , always forgetting to.

Craig sighed softly. He had been trying to interact , talk , even giving / helping Tweek with work. But Tweek being Tweek , thought it was craig terrorizing him.

Tweek was nervously picking at his fingertips that had bandages all over . He bit his lip , getting frustrated from his work.

Craig tilted his head. He always found.. interest in Tweek. They were different. Craig didn’t get as worried as the other , and they had many differences. But with tweek .. it wasn’t obnoxious. He couldn’t tell why it just worked for the blonde.

Craig looked up at the clock. Class was about to end , thank god. He closed his notebook as their professor started to as well. He pulled his backpack over his back , sliding the straps onto his shoulders.

he peeked back at Tweek , noticing he was still stuck on the question before. Tweek had crumpled the paper , frustrated. Craig raised an amused eyebrow.

he walked over to Tweek. He grabbed the paper , huffing at the doodles on the paper as he un - crumpled it. He grabbed Tweeks pencil that had bite marks on the eraser and the sides.

Tweek swallowed , expecting craig to scold him , or just.. something rude in general. He watched craig write the answer in the blank . He perked up a bit , watching craig place the paper down . He hesitated , before speaking before craig could leave.

Tweek coughed awkwardly .

*” h - hey , erm.. is that the answer ?”

tweek , you dumbass ! Obviously - why would he touch it in general ?! He scolded himself in his head , digging his nails into his palm.

Craig looked back. He nodded , mumbling something under his breath. Tweek couldn’t hear it over the voices in his head , scolding himself even more at his stubborn mind making him miss what he had said.

Craig noticed Tweeks uncertain look. His whole vibe was .. just off. Uneasy ? Maybe. He repeated himself.

”.. you can sit with me at lunch. I need to finish the work anyways. You don’t have to come though.”

Tweek had a surprised look on his face slip on , his usually tight eyebrows relaxing slightly , his eyes widening ( much to Craig’s surprise , due to Tweeks already wide eyes. )

”.. are you Ngh - sure ?”

Craig nodded , before walking out of the professors room. Tweek swallowed nervously. Oh god , now he has to sit by mystery man ? Too much pressure !

Tweek sighed shakily, before standing up and following Craig to the lunch room.