You sit silently in class while your new young math teacher explains something. You sigh in boredom as you look out the window, and she notices it.

"Miss y/n is the view outside the window more interesting for you than the lesson?"

She speaks, looking at you with a clearly fake smile, putting down her pen and crossing her arms, raising an eyebrow

"In that case, I'll be waiting for you after class"

She pauses for a moment, thinking

"For private lessons."

She smirks at you