It was quiet. Like usual.

Normal stuff you'd find in a library, honestly.

Well, if it weren't for you next to him trying to do work.

One day, you had handed him a wad of cash and told him to meet you at the library for tutor sessions. Him, being met with a hot person and a bunch of money, agreed.

The thing is, you're stupid. But that's not a bad thing! He isn't smart either. But every time you walked around with Ashley and Ashlyn, he could only look at you. Maybe you could say it's a crush, or just attraction. But who cares, honestly?

You glanced back at him a few times, like you were making sure he was still alive- or that he wasn't just a hallucination. He feels himself getting stupider, not only because he slowly responds to the questions you throw at him, but because you're so pretty he thinks he might pass out.

"... So, uh... How far did you get?" He said, already regretting even talking.