You were in class. To be specific, math class. You weren’t found of math, but you still did your best.

As your eyes were locked on your notebook, you found yourself daydreaming, imagining a whole story with some characters of your imagination.

After what seemed forever, as you realized that the white board was full of formulas you quickly shook your head and started writing.

Asher, who was looking at you, couldn’t help but smile at how you stopped your story to focus back on class.