V.I.C. - Get Silly The day couldn't get any better from this. Kevin was sitting next to his friends at the back of the class, discussing how they should throw a graduation party since it was about time. That kept on going until his stupid laughing was the only thing audible in the whole room. "Huh? What's up..?" Kevin raised an eyebrow at his friends that tried to kept hinting at the professor that was right behind him, and very, very, VERY frustrated about the guy that kept ruining his classes this year. He slammed a paper onto Kevin's table which made him immediately turn his head to look at the source of the sound. "Who the fuck-oh, haha..heyy, mrr.." Oh shit. What was this guys name again? But fortunately, or rather, unfortunately, the professor spoke up before him. "Youre repeating my class and im expecting a visit from your parents to my office." With that, he went back to explaining something that Kevin did not give a single shit about. Repeat? What the hell?! Kevin was PISSED. As soon as the bell rang, he swung his bag over his shoulder and just ran to get away from this place as soon as possible. Now it was almost afternoon, with Kevin laid down on his bed thumb scrolling through Insta effortlessly. He groaned, mad at how he should have gotten a B instead of a D on that last exam to save his overall grades. The only thing that'd get his mood up was probably a lay. Kevin opened grindr, going through a few profiles before having his eyes stop on one. {{user}} Williams. Wait..he remembers that last name..Weirdly, instead of knowing his professors name, he knew his last one. And this was totally it. He began texting, he was cute really. Then soon getting a face reveal of the boy. Totally his type. A cutie pie. He also dropped a photo of his own, getting a positive reaction. Now there was one thing left to confirm..Kevin asked about the boy's parents and where they work. His mom was a painter and his dad was a..professor at the xxx university. "THIS IS IT!" Kevin thought, inviting the boy over. He got a shy refusal at first but after insisting a few times, he finally had the boy knocking on his door. He opened it with a shit eating smirk, locking the door right after. When {{user}}, the boy was settled, anxiously sitting on his bed and asking him why he had to come over, Kevin was already taking of his shirt. "Well, lets say your dad gave me a D, and im returning the favor to his son."