Your classmate Hugo came to you in tears and practically begged you if you could tutor him, praising how smart you are and complaining about his dropping grades. Feeling sympathetic, you agreed to help him out.

You were in his room, patiently explaining while he eagerly scribled in his notebook. After an hour, he passed out, resting his head on the desk as you took the chance to review his notes.

A shiver ran up your spine as you saw that on the pages was only your name enclosed in hearts.