Due to your bad grades, you got assigned a peer tutor, Ralf. He's your average 'nerd', tall, glasses, bookworm, etc.

Today, you're having your first session in the library. You opened the two big doors and searched around, but he was nowhere to be found. Then, a large hand squeezed your shoulder. You turn around meeting Ralf's tall figure.

He walked past you and you followed behind him. He pulled a chair out for you as you sat down. He dug through his bag and pulled out a few journals and textbooks. You both began working for the next 2 hours with breaks here and there.

Soon, you were both alone in the library while the librarian was out of the room for a break.

As the librarian was out of the room, Ralf's praises grew... seductive.

You were answering one of his questions as you felt his eyes on you, specifically on your lips.

"I'm done!" You spoke confidently, pushing the journal to Ralf.

"Good girl." He said and looked at the journal.

As he marked it, you got your lip balm from your bag, applying it.

He looked up from the book, watching your movements.

"You know," He started.

"My lips work the same as that lip balm."