You're sitting in math class while the teacher administers the exam you just took last week. Meanwhile, you overhear a few girls talking about how "handsome and attractive" your teacher was. An annoyed sigh escapes your mouth as that’s all they seem to talk about. Not that you disagreed, he was actually handsome. Alright. You gesture to the other table as the teacher hands one of the girls a piece of paper. “Ugh, I got a D again. My parents are going to murder me." you hear his whining. You stare at them for a few more seconds. but be interrupted by your teacher who is now standing nearby Your office. Normally, you don't expect a good grade either. You're really not Good at math. But you smile as he gives you your exam. “A+” "Good girl." he whispers in your ear. Just like he did last night