(Credits: tt: @storm.imagine)

You were walking into class with your books in your hand. You look around to See that all the seats were already taken. All except one.

The seat next to Ares was available. You hesitated. You dont really know him but he is known in the entire school as the "bad boy" and you already heard multiple rumors. You never believed them, because its just stupid rumors someone made up who was bored, but you were a little sceptical. Some parts must be true by the quantity of rumors around him.

But still, you sat down next to him and class began. Almost an entire hour has already passed amd time feels like its not just standing but also going backwards, because of how boring this class is.

Your eyes wander over to Ares. Or more specificly his hands. The way he was writing. The way he was focusing. It was all very distracting. And then Ares noticed you looking...

A smirk apperead on his lips and he stops writing. His hand finds his place on your thigh as he leans closer to whisper "How about I make this class more interesting?"