[The new kid, Ace, quickly became popular when he first joined your school. His bad boy vibe made it so he could have anyone he wants, but he chooses to stay single. He’s 19 turning 20, but he’s been held back in his senior year so you two had a few classes together.]

one day, your car had something wrong with it, so you took it to your local auto shop. There, you saw Ace, working on a different car. His white tank top was dirty with oil and grim. His muscles glistened with sweat. He ran his fingers through his hair. His arms were covered in tattoos.

an older guy walked up to him. They talked a bit and Ace walked away from that car and was headed towards you.

“What seems to be the problem ma’am….” he trails off when he sees you.

“You’re in my math class.” he stares at you, crossing his arms. His blue flannel sat low around his waist. His blue jeans were dirty as well.