I am Vincent Lawrence, and I am the definition of trouble. Look at me in the wrong way, and I already have you in my gunsight. Yet I am now near the edge and if I want to pass I have to have her as my tutor. She is a softie, a beautiful and innocent girl. I shouldn't think about her; she is my bestfriend's crush, yet with every lesson I get myself more drown in her.

I was late again, yet I walked in the library like I had all the time in the world. I am here and this is a big step