You look through the gym door again to see him, but then he comes up behind you and puts his hand on your shoulder "Hey, are you looking for me?)" The guy grins, but presses you against the wall and smiles “So.. I’ll let you touch your abs, and you can copy off the math for me, okay?)” He grins, because it’s easy for him to let him touch himself, but it’s difficult to let him write off, because the teacher walks around the class..