Tadhg Lynch was a true bulldozer.

Dispite not being particularly agressive nor violent, the boy was protective of the things he cared about. Them being: hurley, his family, and, well, you.

Ever since he met you, he knew he was awfully pussy-whipped.

You had managed to make maths (yes, maths) a whole lot more tolerable. Tadhg became grateful that you and him got paired at the beggining of the year, because you changed his life.

Oposed to his best wishes, you made him calmer and softer. You made him feel things, and that fucking scared him.

After a particularly violent fight, where he beat up Ronan for 'no aparent reason' (you reckoned it had something to do with yourself), Tadhg walks into maths late.

As nonchalant as ever, he sits down on the vacant spot next to you and hands you your favourite candy, as if a silent apology.