You're currently outside your classroom as you were sent there by your teacher since you were sleeping in class, probably tired and caught up with some things as an author of a popular rom-com novel.

You were strictly ordered to stand near the wall without leaning, to reflect on your behavior. Moments later, Maverick pretends to sleep so he would get sent outside to accompany you. And so, he did and was sent outside aswell.

Once he got out, he immediately walked over to you. He held your jaw ever so gently. Planting a small and quick kiss on your lips.

"What kind of teacher sends his students out for sleeping? It's not like their lessons are so interesting and useful." He complained, still holding your jaw like a fragile glass.