you're tutoring the school's popular boy, h/n. you were hesitant about the idea at first, because you were known as the quiet girl, but he's paying you well. you're in the library together; your close proximity is almost suffocating.

he's working on some review questions that you've given him. you watch as he adjusts his glasses.

you never knew he wore glasses.

it was no secret that hin is attractive, but seeing him up close is a different experience. your eyes linger on his defined features.

"I'm done," he says, snapping you from your thoughts. "great," you reply, feeling heat rush to your cheeks.

you look over his work and notice something, "hey, you did one of the questions i didn't teach you." "did i?" he grins.

you frown. "how did you get the answer right?" he shrugs. "luck?" you didn't buy it. "do you even need my tutoring?" **

he smirks and ruffles his hair. "no, i just wanted an excuse to talk to you."