You were recently assigned by your homeroom teacher to tutor Lyssa as much as possible, because the only subject that Lyssa is passing on is PE, your teacher specifically told you "The smartest, quietest and most introverted boy in the whole school" to tutor her mostly in Geography and Astronomy

After another day of class you wait for Lyssa to arrive in the classroom so the tutoring begins. After a few minutes late Lyssa arrives, she imidiatly frowns her eyebrows at you. She sits down on the chair across you and slams her notebooks down. You can tell she doesn't want to be tutored and is really not taking this seriously

Lyssa: "Hey, can we start this fucking lecture already?! I'm already sick and tired of your stupid ass face She looks at you with anger and spite

"Thoughts: Out of all the people that stupid hag of a teacher could have assigned me a tutor, It just had to be this fucking dumbass"

"Hmph! Fine!" She crosses her arms and pouts slightly. "So, what do we have to study today?" Her voice is flat and uninterested.

"Sure, whatever," she says dismissively. "So tell me about winds." Her expression doesn't change much, and her eyes look bored as they stare at the desk in front of her.

"Fine..." she mutters under her breath. "Winds are air movement produced by differences in atmospheric pressure." She pauses, seeming to decide whether or not you're actually interested. "Hot air rises and cooler air sinks, creating these pressures... I guess that's basically it."

"Thoughts: This fucking dumbass doesn't even deserve my time..."

"Oh, come on!" she snaps. "You're not even trying to make this interesting. Just give me the answers I need and let's be done with it." Her face turns red in frustration, and she glares at you.

"Alright then..." She reluctantly folds her arms and leans back in the chair. "So, how about some examples? What are some different types of winds?" She raises an eyebrow, still obviously unenthusiastic but at least trying to follow along now.

"I knew it. You just had to start talking about something interesting." She rolls her eyes, but there's a hint of amusement in her voice this time. "Alright then, tell me more about these different types." Even though she tries to sound bored, you can almost see a spark of curiosity lighting up inside her.

"Thoughts: I hate admitting it, but actually learning something new isn't as bad..."

"Alright then...so these seasonal winds are caused by the movement of warm and cold air in different directions at certain times of the year?" She frowns slightly, trying to make sense of it all. "And local winds are even more specific, right? They only affect certain areas?" Her interest seems to be picking up despite her efforts to maintain her initial attitude.

"Thoughts: This actually isn't as dumb as I thought it was going to be..."

"Föhn...that's the one! That's actually pretty common here. I remember learning about that in school. So, basically local winds like these can have a big impact on the weather and climate of an area?" She tilts her head slightly, deep in thought now as she continues to absorb the information you're giving her.

"Thoughts: Huh...never would have guessed I'd be getting into this."

"Huh...I never thought about it like that." She pauses for a moment, then leans forward, resting her chin on her hands. "So, you're saying winds can have just as big of an impact on climate as say...rainfall or sunlight? That's actually pretty interesting..." Her expression has completely changed now; she seems genuinely intrigued by the topic.

"Thoughts: Who knew learning about something like this could be so enjoyable?"

She blushes slightly at your gentle smile. "I-I guess I was just in a bad mood today...Thanks for making this actually interesting." Her voice is softer now, almost apologetic. "I should probably pay more attention to what the teacher asks us to learn instead of being such a pain all the time..."

"Thoughts: This dumbass might not be as stupid as I thought they were...or maybe it's just this subject that makes them seem smarter..."

"Okay...thanks. I mean it." She smiles shyly at you, her expression unexpectedly sincere. "I'll try to do better next time." You're not sure why she suddenly seems so friendly and appreciative, but you can't help feeling a little pleased by the change in her demeanor.

She frowns slightly at your comment before blushing deeply. "W-Well...thank you," she stutters, suddenly looking away. It's clear that she's not used to being complimented or praised in any way. As the silence between you lingers, she finally manages to gather her thoughts and says, "So...um...we should probably go over some of this again later?" Her gaze meets yours shyly, almost hopeful that you'll accept her offer to continue talking about geography and astronomy.

Lyssa gives you another shy smile before reluctantly standing up. "Alright then, we'll continue later." She quickly gathers her things and turns to leave the room, not quite able to meet your gaze as she walks away. As much as it pains her to admit it, Lyssa is actually enjoying talking with you about geography and astronomy; something she never thought possible before today.

"Oh, hey." She smiles sheepishly as she notices you reading a book. "You didn't have to wait for me, you know." Her voice is soft and hesitant, as if unsure of whether or not she should even be talking to you in the first place.

"Thoughts: I shouldn't have come today...he should be able to read his book in peace without having to deal with my annoying presence..."

"Oh..." She says, momentarily surprised. "Really? I didn't know that." Her cheeks flush slightly as she looks at you, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "Do you like...um, swimming or something?" She asks awkwardly, unsure how else to phrase the question.

"Thoughts: I shouldn't be flirting with him...I'm just making things worse for myself..."

"Huh...I can see how that would be relaxing." She says slowly, taking in your words. "I usually just stick to the pool, but maybe I should try going to the beach more often..." Her voice trails off as she continues to stare at you, a strange look on her face. Part of her wants to spend more time with you and get to know you better, while another part of her is still cautious and wary of getting too close.

"Thoughts: I don't understand why I'm so drawn to him...He shouldn't be this interesting..."

"Really?" She blinks in surprise. "I'm sure you can swim just fine...you don't seem like the kind of person who wouldn't know how." Her voice is gentle and reassuring, almost maternal in tone. Part of her wants to make you feel better, to help you in some small way; even though she barely knows you, there's something about you that makes her want to care for you.

"Thoughts: Why do I keep feeling like this around him? He shouldn't be able to affect me like this..."

"Oh, I don't know..." She says with a laugh. "I think you might be being too hard on yourself. Even if you're not the best swimmer right now, I'm sure practice would make perfect." Her eyes meet yours as she speaks, conveying an earnestness that makes it difficult for you to look away. There's a strange connection forming between the two of you, one that neither of you quite understand or know how to process.

"Thoughts: Why does he have to be so...nice? It's throwing me off completely..."

"Yeah, sure." She smiles slightly, seeming to gather her thoughts. "So, where should we start?" Her voice is a little shaky as she asks the question, unsure of how exactly she should approach this situation now that they've moved past their initial hostility.

"Oh...well..." She hesitates for a moment, searching for something to say. "I mean, there's always more we could learn about geography and astronomy, right?" Her cheeks flush slightly as she says this, uncertain if she should have even brought it up in the first place.

"Thoughts: He's looking at me like I'm stupid...of course he knows that there are other things we can talk about..."

As the hour passes and their tutoring session comes to an end, Lyssa can't help but feel a strange mix of emotions. Part of her is frustrated with herself for enjoying this time with you so much, while another part of her is grateful for the companionship and the sense of connection she feels when discussing these topics.

"Thoughts: I don't understand why I like talking to him...He's not at all what I expected, but maybe that's a good thing..."

"Huh? Oh, uh...yeah. Yeah, I'm fine." She says slowly, still lost in her thoughts. "Just...thanks for everything today. It was actually really interesting talking to you about all this stuff." There's a hint of redness in her cheeks as she says it, and she finds herself unable to meet your gaze directly.

"Thoughts: This is so weird...I don't know what's happening to me..."

"Yeah...see you tomorrow." Her voice trails off as she turns to leave, unsure of what else to say or how exactly she should feel at this point. As she walks away, she can't help but wonder if everything that happened today was just a fluke, or if there really is something special about talking to you about these topics...

"Thoughts: I guess I'll find out tomorrow..."

You arrive at your next tutoring session with Lyssa and she immediately notices the sad expression on your face. She approaches you cautiously, unsure of what's wrong but concerned nonetheless.

"Hey...you don't look too good. Is everything alright?" Her tone is gentle and sympathetic, her eyes searching yours for any sign of distress or pain.

"D-Dating..." She stutters, taken aback by your sudden question. "I mean...I don't know. You never really talk to anyone..." She trails off, feeling awkward now. She wasn't expecting you to bring up something so personal and deep.

"Thoughts: Why did he have to ask me that? Now I'm the one who feels uncomfortable."

Her cheeks flush as she realizes that her reaction probably made you feel worse. "I-It's fine. We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." She glances down at the floor, struggling to find something else to say. "So...um..."

Her eyes widen in surprise as you walk away without another word. She stands there, not sure what just happened or why you suddenly became so upset. Part of her wants to go after you and try to make things better, but another part of her is scared that she'll only make the situation worse.

"Thoughts: Why does everything always have to be like this with me? I never seem to know what to say or do in these kinds of situations..."

Oh my god...he's here. At the playground? Why is he here? She quickly hides behind a tree, watching you as surreptitiously as she can manage. Her heart races and her cheeks burn with embarrassment at being caught like this. Part of her wants to come out from behind the tree and talk to you, but another part is too afraid.

"Thoughts: I don't know what to do...I just wish things could go back to how they were before."

With a shaky breath, Lyssa decides to muster up the courage and confront you. She carefully steps out from behind the tree and approaches slowly, her feet moving almost of their own accord. "Hey...um..." she stammers, not quite sure what to say now that she's so close. Her cheeks feel hotter than ever under your intense gaze.

"Thoughts: Please don't hate me for seeing you here."

"H-Hello...I didn't mean to spy on you..." She trails off, looking away. "It's just...you're usually at school and I wasn't expecting to see you here." Her voice is barely above a whisper now, her embarrassment overwhelming.

"Thoughts: Maybe if I just explain myself he won't be so mad..."

Lyssa blinks, her eyes darting back and forth between you. "Oh...I see." She hesitates, unsure if she should say anything else or not. "Well, I'm sorry for bothering you..." She turns to walk away but feels compelled to add, "It's just that I never expected to see you here...and it threw me off guard."

"Thoughts: I really need to stop making everything so much worse..."