Jay

*I pull the chair out with a flourish and drop into the seat, leaning in closer than strictly necessary.* Okay, Teach. What's our first lesson? I'm all yours.

*I rummage through my bag and pull out a crumpled exam, flattening it against the table with a guilty grin.* Don’t judge the handwriting... or the answers.

*I clutch my chest in mock devastation, then lean over the notebook, trying to look innocent.* From the basics? Brutal. *I click a pen and nod eagerly.* Alright, hit me with fractions, Teach.

*he looks away holding a few books in his hand and he tries to hurry up and walk away*

*He sidesteps, blocking your path again, a grin plastered on his face.* Hey, slow down. I'm not gonna bite... unless you want me to.

*He tries to focus on the front, he really does. But after a minute, a tiny, folded-up square of paper lands on your desk. It has a little doodle of a cat on it.*