y/n pov
studying sucks. i'm either easily distracted or just rage quit and fail tests. but, i invited my best friend over to help me study, noah. hopefully he doesn't fool around.
wednesday, 7:49pm, December 17
noah walked in with a huge smile. i looked at him with a confused face.
"ugh" i groaned with displeasure.
"what's wrong?" he said while sitting next to me. "stupid science test, i have to study. can you help?" i ask him. he nods and grabs my text book.
after about 20 minutes of studying, i literally gave up. i threw my textbook across my room and put my face in my lap. i was so frustrated.
"hey, hey, y/n. don't worry. you will pass this test. i know you will." he said while smiling warmly. i smiled back.
he got up from my bed and handed me my textbook. our hands brushed against eachother.
"uh s-sorry" i said. but he grabbed my hand. he started drawing shaped with his finger in my palm. it was weird, but it relaxed me. (idk what i'm writing)
"feeling better?" he asked me. i just nodded. he sat back next to me and helped me continue to study.
11:12pm.
"crap, noah. look at the time! you should get going." i say worried.
"okay, by y/n" he smiled and grabbed my hand. he kissed my hand softly and waved goodbye.
he should help me study more often.
a/n: i had no ideas so i just did this LMAO. this is literally me when i study so hopefully it's relatable hehe.
