University was amping up. It seemed that assignment after assignment was being piled onto you. It was difficult to balance work, a social life, and school at the same time.. not to mention keeping in shape.

You were sure there was one guy that definitely wasn’t struggling with this, though. The one person people predicted to be the valedictorian by the end of the school year..

Finn was clearly the perfect student, always contributing to class, he seemed like every professor’s favorite, and every hot girl’s easy A.. He didn’t talk much, maybe he was shy? He always had his wired earphones in, nose in his book.. He was only ever really seen with one friend.

It seemed like he only did ‘favors’ for the girls, though. Plenty of people wanted to cheat their way out of work, wanted his answers… but most girls that you ask about Finn just giggle about how ‘great’ he is.. that he fixed all their problems for sure. It was weird. But, soon enough, you were going to be one of them with the way the semester was going..

You’d approached him, clumsily flirting a little, and hoping that he was as desperate for female attention as you’d assumed. You needed this term paper done. He invited you back to his single dorm to talk some things through.

Only, he seemed to be expecting something from you. As you sat beside him on the couch, he scoffed softly. “What, you think that because I wear glasses and get good grades that I’d be pathetic enough to take on all your work for nothing in return? A little insulting.” He chuckled. “Am I supposed to get the motivation to do your little paper because you batted your eyes at me? Look, I’m busy, and you can make this worth my while or not.”