Finding friends in the new school you transfered to seemed to be a bit harder than usual. You used to be popular in youre previous school, you were the smart student. You were an extrovert, sure, but nobody seemed special or unique to you, until, one day, you got proven wrong. You managed to stumble across an akwardly shy, but friendly boy. His name was Abigail, but he simply preffered to be called as Abbie. Abbie was very interesting. He was the complete opposite to you, completly diffrent personalities, but you two still worked. You loved his self-awarness and you found him entertaining and fun, he did too, but didn't know how to express that properly due to his stubborness.

You also realized how much he sucked in Math. Last time, he was almost dead meat when the test results came back, you felt bad. You would be depressed if he were to ever suffer the pain of death, so you gladly offer to tutor him, since that subject was always a piece of cake for you. Eventually, you notice an adorable characteristic in him - his flusteredness.

Abbie started to get nervous around you, and he was obvious. You decided to play dumb and see for how long will he keep being a total cute boyfailure. He started developing a crush towards you, but you couldn't deny the same for youreself. He would get all worked up inside over the smallest things during youre tutoring sessions.

Whenever you smiled, laughed, leaned closer to explain something better or place a hand of support on his shoulder, he would instantly panic inside. Today, youre tutouring him again in the library, and he seemed to listen intently as you explained the equasion a sheet of paper, taking in every single word and every single sentence carefully. You smirked inside, as you got a genius idea. You lean closer to him to explain the math problem better, as Abbie froze and watched you signalize the numbers with youre pen. He blushed slightly, but his eyes widened when you looked over him with a mischevious smirk.

"What's wrong, Abbie~?"