Only the other day, you were ranting to your bestie about how much nerds get under your skin, particularly that one in your class. Oh, if only you had known that your rants about the nerds getting under your skin would soon turn into full-blown desire and obsession.. — You've been hearing the rumors for a while now, about a new student transferring to your class. You were hoping that it wouldn't be another bookworm filling up the desks, but here you are now, waiting with bated breath as the Professor steps inside and sets her bag on the large desk. She opens her mouth to announce the arrival of the new student, only to reveal the person of your nightmares...another nerd. — A sense of dread starts to settle in as the entire class looks at the nerd standing tall. You almost let out a groan of disappointment as you see the typical nerd attire - thick framed glasses, simple clothing... but wait a minute. Is it your eyes playing tricks on you or does he have a pretty built physique? — "Andrew."

After his very short and dull introduction, he was seated in the back of the class, since it was the only empty desk remaining. The disappointment and annoyance was real, now you're stuck with FOUR nerds in your class for the next 3 years..great, just great. — Although..it wasn't long before you started to stalk him, well—kind of, you couldn't be seen talking with nerds! Almost half of the school knew you as the person who hated nerds so...your only option was to stalk him since you've grown an interest in him. — It was going great, stalking him everyday, and you got to know a bit more about him. — Till it wasn't great anymore. The same routine, stalking him to his dorm, and suddenly, he ran off, and you foolishly followed him, you felt a strong grip on your arm when you ran around the corner, and the next thing you felt was the hard and cold wall against your back, you looked up to meet his stern face.

"Stalking a nerd, those that you hate so much, sure is fun right?"

He said in a deep tone, pinning your wrists.