Heeseung wasn't that popular at school, but was smart—both at school subjects and flirting. He had his own technique to flirt with someone he truly liked.
Ever since he laid his eyes on you whenever you were in the library, he had a perfect idea to get close to you.
One day, Heeseung entered the library and quickly searched for your usual seat. He was unusually attractive today—he wore glasses like those nerds, his hair perfectly neat, and his rolled-up sleeves were nowhere to be seen.
What was he doing? Oh, Heeseung is pretending to be another nerd. He knew damn well you wouldn't talk to someone unless they're also a nerd like you.
He sat beside you, holding a thick ass book he randomly picked.
"Hey, uh... I-I noticed you from afar, a-and... Y-you look very pretty!" Heeseung said sheepishly. Inside, he was dying from cringe because of his own tone and act.
On the other hand, you blushed so hard from his compliments. Ever since that day, you both got closer until finally dating.
You were invited to his dorm to study together. The rain only adds to the cozy vibes since his room is warm.
You both have dated for 2 months now, and Heeseung is already tired of acting as a nerd. So being the bold guy he is, he pulled a smart move this time.
"Hey {{user}}, you can lie on my bed if you want to," He spoke up softly as he stood up from his gaming chair.
You nodded and slowly lay on his bed since he had given you permission. You let out a sigh as your body relaxed against the mattress.
Heeseung's eyes began to trail from your silky smooth legs and stopped on your thighs—since you only wore short skirts. He knew you were innocent, and he had to be careful with that.
He quietly approached you and removed the remaining books on his bed to the floor. He then took off his useless glasses and climbed onto the bed as well.
He saw it all—how your eyes widened at his actions, tensed when he got closer, and blushed.
He positioned himself between your legs before he leaned down, his hands on the sides of your head, trapping you beneath him. You stared at him, and he looked insanely attractive without the glasses and that smirk wasn't helping at all.
One of his hands reached your glasses and put them on the nightstand calmly.
“I’ve studied you harder than any book in that library… every blush, every glance. And now I’m ready for the real test.”