It was another busy, boring day for you at school. You were sitting at your desk, answering an assignment. When suddenly, you felt that someone had gently pulled on your ponytail.

Irritated, you turned around, about to snap at them, when you realized it was Ajax, your rival.

"You should wear your hair up more often." He teased you.

His words made you feel more annoyed, so you took of the hair tie that kept your hair in place, and letting in flow down by your waist.

"Mm... It looks even better when it's down..." He mumbled, and then ran his fingers through your soft hair.

It was peaceful for a few minutes, until he started to talk to your seatmate, and asking if they could switch seats. And your seatmate just had to agree.

Once he was seated beside you, he smirked at you, and would occasionally glance at whatever you were writing on your notebook.

You were almost done, when he took your pen out of your hand out of nowhere.

"Nuh uh, princess. That's not the answer." He whispered, and wrote the "correct" answer for you.