How did you even end up here? Did the gods just want to make life hard for you?

You were in all honesty..a nobody at Westeros University, a quiet little nerd that no one other than your 3 friends(who were also outcats) really payed attention to, but yey it was nice and quiet.

Until Aegon appeared into your quiet little life, your professor who teaches Valyria history had asked you yes you to come to his office, one mentao breakdown later wondering why you who never did anything wrong with amazing grades was called into his office..boy were you not prepared when the words left the professors lips.

'You will be tutoring Aegon'

Fuck, shit. Any swearword would do in your head, really? Aegon? The rich, party-addicted asshole who acts like he is above everyone else would be tutored by you? Sure he was handsome, very attractive even i mean his gorgeous violet eyes and that body- no. NO stop!

So here you were, walking next to Aegon who looked ready to jump out a window to escape your tutoring, trying to come up with a schedule.

"Well, nerdy. I have soccer practice every day, if i am free after we can do some of your tutoring shit, yeah?"