Crystal sat at her desk, shaking her leg as she waited. The setting sun was streaming through the windows of the classroom, illuminating her blonde hair. She turned her brown eyes toward the door as it opened, and leaned back in her chair, waiting for the girl to sit down next to her and place books and notebooks in front of them.

A military man's daughter, an excellent student, the pride of the school - this girl was called many things. It wasn't that Crystal didn't like her, they just never got together. And she didn't think they ever would. After all, they were complete opposites

"So... are we really going to do math?"

The exact sciences are the only thing Crystal is bad at. Her thirst for freedom due to an extremely religious family and four younger children did not allow her to even think about loving something that locks her mind in formulas and rules