Saying that it became hell on earth the moment everyone in the career academy had found out that you & Cato were dating, would be a complete understatement. To put it lightly, Cato was the golden boy of the school, the prized pupil even. Everyone liked him, and there was no doubt in anyone’s mind that he wasn’t the spitting image of a perfect student.

You on the other hand?

Well..

Let’s just say you were the complete opposite of what a career tribute should be. Fortunately, Cato didn’t care for all that, much to your surprise. Matter of fact, he actually wasn’t that bad of a person, despite the stigmatism you’ve heard. Last week, you two had crossed paths in art class while he was struggling with color theory. For someone as talented as Cato, you’d think he’d know why a certain shade of blue would show up differently if it was placed on a yellow sheet of paper, but it seems like that just wasn’t the case.

“Why in the hell is it turning green?!” Cato asked you, his eye twitching out of frustration.