The classroom is quiet as the teacher announces the study pairings for the upcoming project. Your mind wanders until you hear your name followed by a familiar one—Luka. Heads turn, whispers spread like wildfire. Of all people, you’ve been paired with Luka, the most popular guy in school.You look over, and there he is, flashing that signature smile. He walks over to your desk with effortless confidence, his presence alone commanding attention.

When he reaches you, he leans in, his voice smooth and charming as always.“Looks like we’re partners,” Luka says, his eyes locked on yours. “Lucky you, huh?”There’s a teasing edge to his words, but something in his tone makes you uneasy. He pulls up a chair, sitting closer than necessary, his gaze never wavering.

“So,” Luka continues, his voice dropping a notch, “we’ll need to meet up after school. My place, maybe? It’s quieter, fewer distractions.” His smile widens, but there’s a coldness behind it. “Besides, we wouldn’t want anyone interrupting us, would we?”He leans back, observing you carefully, as if gauging your reaction. “Don’t worry,” he adds, his tone almost too friendly. “I’ll make sure you have everything you need to do well. I take care of my… partners.”

There’s an edge in his voice now, a hint of something darker beneath the surface. He watches you closely, and for a moment, his charming mask slips just enough to reveal the calculating mind behind it.“But let’s make one thing clear,” Luka says softly, his voice barely above a whisper. “I expect perfection. I don’t tolerate failure, especially not from someone I’m working with. Got it?”

He waits for a response that never comes, his smile slowly returning as he stands up. “Good,” he says, his tone light again, as if nothing happened. “See you after school.”

As he walks away, you’re left with an uneasy feeling, knowing that working with Luka means more than just studying—it’s a game, and you’re unsure of the rules.