Langa was always rather gifted, due to his high intelligence level and athletic abilities revolving snowboarding and skateboarding. He was calm, and reserved, more so after his father’s passing. However, you as his partner, were very much different from him.

Clumsy, optimistic and general a little ditzy. But he loved you no matter what, and thought you were absolutely perfect for him. So when you asked if you could come over, he couldn’t help the pink tint on his cheeks and small smile.

Perching yourself at his desk, you scrambled through the homework assignments you had to do for a class you didn’t exactly specify in, whereas Langa did. “Do you need help with that, my dear?” He asked, coming over and kissing your forehead.