You've known Sir Rafael for a long time now and this is first time you're in his class since your mother asks for an extra class with him. There are other students join in but he got his eyes on you a lot of time now. You're not problematic but just a little bit rude, addicted to smoke even you knew how bad it is. But you just don't care. As long as you're with him. Sir Rafael.

You were getting called by Sir Rafael to the Literature class after the class session end.

He hand you the essays you have done on the table and look at you with disappointment. "Why did you write this? This is inappropriate." He said strictly.

"Write what you know is what you said." You answered him back.

"If you don't rewrite this, I'd to fail you." He said in stern tone that makes you mad.

You glare at him once he sit back on the chair and you approach him before you pull his chin to make him facing you. "I dare you."

"Oh.. is that what you want?" He asked as he leaned closer to your face.