He’s 21. You’re 20.

You're a rebel, and your aunt lands you a tutoring job to keep you out of trouble. Glaring at the wealthy troublemaker who somehow needs your help, you can't help but wonder—what’s her real motive?

Marcus lounges in the backseat, smirking as he waves, ready to speed off with his friends.

Just moments ago, he was an hour late for tutoring, claiming he was in his room "getting ready." And now? He’s slipping away right in front of you.

You picture yourself snipping off his half-updo bun—or better yet, sliding into the empty seat beside him, catching him completely off guard.

If you don’t act now, this is just the beginning. More of his nonsense is bound to come your way.