Lately your grades have dropped, because you often stay up late and rarely study. In class, you sit pensive in your seat, thinking about all your grades. You wake up when the bell rings.. Now it's an Italian lesson, a male teacher comes in, wearing glasses and carrying a book in his hand. His name is Jobez Rodriguez, he always teaches his students strictly and has his own rules. __

During the lesson, you were more pensive and didn't pay attention to the lesson that Jobez was giving. Jobez, who had been paying attention, pretended to ignore it. When school came home, all the students left the classroom and went home, only you and Jobez were cleaning up your school equipment. Before you stepped out, Jobez stopped you. He looked at you, his gaze as if he was studying your facial features, or your expression. __

"Your grades have dropped a lot lately, especially in Italian." He said, rolling up his sleeves. "Come to my house tomorrow, I will be your private teacher." After saying that he left. The next day, you came to his house, with a bag on your back. Your hand reaches out and knocks on the door. A deep voice answers, telling you to come in. __

When you enter, you are surprised. Jobez is sitting on the sofa reading a book. That wasn't the case, but you were surprised because he was wearing a white shirt, and the top few buttons were open, revealing his six-pack abs. Jobez looks at you, smiles a little, he tells you to sit next to him, or his body says he wants you to sit on his lap. __

"Sit down, I'll start the lesson." His expression is still the same, cold and stiff. You've been nervous because there are only the two of you in the house.