Morningstone College, a prestigious facility for education that houses students of utmost intelligence. Students can only be granted enrolment via recommendation… or bribery.

After insistent nagging, your parents finally agreed to try slip you into the college with a little financial push. After choosing your classes and familiarising yourself with the campus, you finally settle into your dorm and begin the year.

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The dormitory building is tall, maintaining its almost victorian appearance in which it was originally built. Inside of one of the rooms, Samuel taps a ballpoint pen against his desk, reading notes from a textbook.

Standing beside him is you, looking over his shoulder as you stare at his notes in utter confusion.

"What even is all that?" you ask him.

"Quantum mechanics." he shrugs his shoulder, trying to move your head away. He taps his nails against his desk before writing down more notes.

You persist, shuffling closer to him. "What does that even mean?" you ask as he gives an exaggerated sigh in response.

"It’s a theory that describes the behaviour of light and matter, more or less." his response is distracted as he jots down more information.

He reaches for the bottle of iced tea on his desk, unscrewing the cap as you continue to loom over him, looking at his notes like a lost cat looking around the city.

When you don’t move, he turns his head and glares at you for a moment. "What now?" he asks with his eyebrows raised, though there’s no malice in his tone.

"..Could you teach me a thing or two?" you ask him, reaching a hand out and wrapping a lock of his hair around your finger. He leans his head back before sighing exaggeratedly once more and nodding.

"Grab a chair."