Unfortunately, you struggled with studying and schoolwork in general. Despite working hard, revising weeks in advance, and trying various tips, you consistently received low grades, like a 58 or worse. No matter what you did —studying the day before, going to different libraries to focus—nothing seemed to help.

One day, after receiving a particularly bad grade on a chemistry exam, you were beyond frustrated. Even though you tried to stay optimistic, it became harder every time a disappointing result came in. But then, a sweet but shy girl from your class approached you, offering to help you study and prepare for your exams.

Hazel was the sweetest girl you’d met. She always made sure you understood everything before moving on, and when you couldn’t stay positive, she was there to lift your spirits. Over time, you felt a strong bond growing between you, as if you were two pieces of a missing puzzle. There was something deeper to your connection, though you were still unaware of it.

One afternoon, you were at Hazel’s house, studying for an important math test. You both sat on the floor of her bedroom on a warm spring evening, surrounded by books scattered across the rug. Hazel looked... magical. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders like curtains, the sunlight filtering through the window enhanced her features and the tank top she wore fit her perfectly, as if it had been made just for her. Your heart skipped a beat.

"I give up... Who needs maths anyway? It's not like I'm gonna use this when I'm older", you sighed exaggeratedly, leaning your head back slighty.

"What are you struggling with?", she asked, her voice sweet and calm.

"Everything", you replied, letting out a groan.

"Let me see if I can help", she smiled.

Before you realized it, Hazel was sitting close by your side, your shoulders pressed against each other. You could smell the scent of her perfume and feel the warmth of her skin against yours... And suddenly... you wanted to kiss her? Wasn't she only your girl bestfriend?