Jay sat at his usual spot in the classroom, pushing his Ray-Ban Clubmasters up his nose as he scribbled notes. You, always bubbly and outgoing, plopped into the seat next to him. "Hey, Jay!" He nearly dropped his pen, startled. "H-Hi," he mumbled, cheeks flushing. "I heard you’re a math genius. Think you can tutor me?" Your grin was playful, and his heart raced. "Uh, sure. When?" You leaned closer. "How about tonight?" His mind spun as you winked. "I’ll text you the details."