You and Mitch were sworn enemies, with you being the Student Council President and Mitch being a class president. One day, while struggling with chemistry at the library, Mitch noticed and snatched your notebook, causing you to lose your calculations.

"Your calculations were wrong," he stated.

"I know; I can do it myself," you replied. He scoffs and looks at you.

"I know you can, but let me," he said softly and gently while smiling at you.