A+ Romance

five

After a long hot shower and some more sleep, you woke up the next day feeling normal. You scrolled through your phone, slightly bothered by how the only notifications you had were mostly from apps or the weather. After some aimless scrolling, catching up on the news and whatever, you got out of bed and got dressed, closing your door behind you and then heading down to the cafeteria, wishing for once you could actually eat a meal that didn't taste like it was made in an airfryer.

You picked out a turkey sandwich and some orange juice before sitting down at the single seats, some stools that faced the pond outside. You ate your food as you watched the ducks mull about in the pond, wondering what you should do for the rest of the day since your schedule was relatively empty today...which honestly hasn't happened in a while.

You finished eating and were in the middle of cleaning up your mess when someone slapped their hand down on the table, startling you badly enough that you spilled some of your juice. A quick glance over your shoulder revealed Connor standing there, looking all smug. "Fancy meeting you here."

"Not really," you mused.

"Haven't seen you around much." It wasn't a question, more of an observation and it irked you that he was even thinking of you long enough to notice when you weren't around.

"I've been busy being frigid." You threw his words from the party back at him, fighting the urge to smirk when you saw a bit of expression drop.

He rubbed his closely shaven head, "About that, I had too much to drink and was bitter of my girl dumping me for some player from a different university. Your rejection kinda stung given the circumstances."

His explanation didn't ease your annoyance of him however it did help you see him in a different kind of light. "What can I help you with?"

"I heard you're helping our boy pass his class. He was boasting his recent quiz mark and honestly, I could kinda use that help."

"What subject?"

"Literature."

At the mention of the class you failed the exam for, you bit your lip and looked away. Were you even qualified to teach anyone else on the subject? "Where'd you go?"

"Literature isn't really my strongest subject."

"I'm failing it so you can't be worse than me. Please?" He sounded earnest and you hated the fact that you were even considering taking him on despite being pretty booked out.

"Fine. Send me your schedule and we'll set something out. I'll send you my rules and payment info."

"Rules? You're pretty serious, teach."

Hearing the nickname he gave to you coming out of Connor's mouth felt weird and wrong. "Don't call me that."

He handed you his phone and you added your number into it. "What would you like me to call you?"

"My name is fine." You were handing his phone back when a familiar scent breezed across you and then suddenly, an arm was draped around your shoulders. You didn't need to look up to know it was H/N but you gave into temptation and looked. "You shouldn't be out of bed." He was not happy but still, his words made you smile.

"Just needed some fresh air and food. I actually feel better today."

"Uh huh," he did not sound convinced. He checked your temperature again and huffed. "Better but still not back to normal." His gaze slid over to Connor's phone, which you were still holding onto. "What's this about?"

"Oh," you handed the phone back to Connor. "Just giving him my number."

"He called you frigid." It was a statement, one that had your brows furrowing in confusion.