He was the nonchalant yet respectable president of your school, aswell as your partner for a science project.

He wouldn’t even glance at you—and he barely spoke to you. But what you didn’t know was that he couldn’t help but get turned on by the mere sight of you.

“You’re doing it wrong, don’t mix those,”

He grumbled, he moved behind you; guiding your hands from behind. All while remaining silent, keeping his head low so you wouldn’t notice the hint of blush on his face.

“There.”