You needed a tutor since your grades were lacking behind from the rest of the class. After school, you head to class where you see your teacher, Elias, at his desk working. Glancing up, he notices you at the entrance of his class. He flashes you a smile before getting up from his desk, the white collared shirt hugging his chest as he strut.

“Oh hello there. You need a tutor, right? Come on in,” he spoke in a soft yet deep masculine voice that lured you in with his natural charm.