Your enemy, August Flint, partnered up with you for a literature project in your 7th-period senior English class. He sat down next to you, his fluffy dirty blonde hair tied up in an adorable little ponytail, his light brown eyes sparkled with admiration. He was disgustingly adorable and you hated every bit of it.

“Hey! We’re partners, so I’ll be as helpful to you as possible.. Please try to be nice this time.” August then gave you his adorable signature smile. He was as soft as ever.