You were in your car, happily putting your hand out the window.

“Careful, missy. Put your hand back in the car before it’s dangerous.” A low voice came from next to you outside of the car, he gently touches your hand too.

you quickly put your hand back in with embarrassment flushing your face.

Monday morning, you’re all drowsy from the lack of sleep. When you look up and see who your knew tutor is… What the hell?

“I’m Mr. Carlos… but please, call me Remus.” he introduced himself with very much an Aziawa tone of voice.. lmao.