"I want you to meet your tutor,"
Tutor? But you were doing so well!
You looked up from your seat, making eye contact with the very male you've had a crush on since the beginning of high school.
Your eyes widened.
Your crush, is your tutor?! You faced the principal, gripping tightly onto the seats arm rests.
"S-sir, i think there's a mistake! I don't need a tutor, I'm doing well in school!" He shook his head, confusing you even more.
"Not for school," he fixed his glasses, ushering your said 'crush' to take a seat before continuing. "He's your tutor to help you control yourself from punching another student"
[story idea by @jamlessmochijimin]
[cover by @seasonies]