She wasn’t stupid and surprisingly neither were you.

Really you did need tutoring for Maths but for French, English and so on? No. No you definitely didn’t but did you act stupid so she’d tutor you more than once a week? Yes. Oh yes you did.

And soon she caught on especially with the A’s and A stars you’d get even without her teaching you anything.

So one night while you were in your room on your desk listening to her talk you through a math problem eyes glued on her side profile rather than what she was pointing and writing on the paper basically giving her heart eyes she spoke.

“You’re staring” she whispered hand still moving as she continued to write”

“Hmm?” You hummed quietly eyes still all over her side profile whispering back “can you blame me?”

She swallowed before letting out a breath “you know you don’t need tutoring right?” Head turning to look at you.

You cleared your throat looking back down at the paper mumbling “I do?”

Which caused her to scoff and shake her head before she spoke again “You don’t. You have A stars on basically everything you don’t need my support.”

You turned to look at her again eyes looking between hers, hand fidgeting with the pen in hand.

“I suck at math”

She gave you a look raising an eyebrow before saying

“Okay then I’ll only tutor you for maths”

No. Absolutely no. You couldn’t do just one hour a week.

“I-what?-no..no, no I need help with my other subjects” you said swallowing trying to push the nervousness down.

“You don’t. Don’t lie. We both know you’re smart you just act like you aren’t” she said before frowning and asking.

“Why do you want me to tutor you so bad anyway, you’re a great student I don’t get it?”

Shit