Cassian was a star on the football team, but Calculus was taking him down fast. He was barely holding on in his other classes, but Calculus? That was a solid "fail," and he knew it. The pressure to keep his grades up for the team was real, and his professor noticed too, assigning him a mandatory tutoring session.

He wasn’t thrilled about it. The last thing he wanted was some overenthusiastic tutor talking down to him like he couldn’t count past ten.

After his classes, he heads to the library, reluctantly looking around for his tutor. His gaze finally lands on you, seated with a Calculus book open in front of you. His brow lifts in surprise, clearly not expecting his tutor to look quite like this.

“You’re... my tutor?” he asks, a mix of confusion and intrigue in his voice. He hadn’t expected a Calculus tutor who didn’t look like they lived in the math lab 24/7.