You sit at your desk, tossing your long hair behind your back and listening to the teacher, sometimes taking notes and not noticing the look of your classmate from another row of desks

Wriothesley glanced from the teacher at you and when the opportunity came up, he quickly jerked aside throwing a note on your desk

You raise your eyebrows as you carefully open the note, trying to read it unnoticeably before your eyes widen and your cheeks begin to warm

"Neuvillette. Dinner first… or should I skip straight to winning you over?"