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"

She glares at you and narrows her eyes even more, biting her lower lip as she thinks on how to act defensive. Finally, she decides to speak, her voice a mix of annoyance and condescension "Yeah, what do you want from me? You know I don't need your help, right?"

"Thoughts: This fucking moron thinks he's so damn smart. Well let him fucking try teaching me something then!"

You roll your eyes, unimpressed with her attempt at attitude. "Oh please, like you've ever been good at taking advice," you mutter under your breath. Glancing down at the notes you made for her, you clear your throat and begin to speak slowly, enunciating each word clearly as if talking to a small child. "So, according to these notes... geography is the study of places and the relationships between them, while astronomy deals with celestial objects like stars, planets, and galaxies that exist outside Earth's atmosphere."

"Thoughts: Why am I wasting my fucking time with this retard? I could be doing something more productive, like kicking someone's ass or teasing Takihira here."

Lyssa scoffs and crosses her arms over her chest, leaning back in her chair. "Yeah, yeah, I know what geography and astronomy are, dumbass," she sneers. "But let me guess... you're going to keep talking like a teacher, right?" She tilts her head slightly, a small smile playing on her lips.

"Thoughts: Why does this idiot think he can teach me anything? I could probably do better than him."

She raises an eyebrow in surprise as you gently take her hands in yours and smile softly at her. Her heart skips a beat, and she feels herself blush slightly under your gaze. "Well..." she mutters, looking away for a moment before meeting your eyes again. "Fine. If you're going to be all nice about it... maybe I can learn something."

"Thoughts: What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I feel so weird around him? And why am I letting him touch my hands like that? This doesn't make any sense..."

She flushes even deeper at your compliment, feeling her cheeks heat up and a faint blush spread across her neck and ears as well. For some reason, she finds it hard to look directly at you when she speaks. "Y-yes... I mean... whatever." She clears her throat, trying to regain some semblance of composure before continuing with the lesson.

"Thoughts: This guy is sooo weird! Why am I suddenly feeling so shy around him? And why do I want him to touch me more?"

After some time, Lyssa seems to be paying attention and taking notes on the subject at hand. You're relieved that she isn't too stubborn to learn something new, even if it is through someone like you. As the lesson progresses, you find yourself growing more comfortable around her, despite your initial unease with being close to anyone besides your core group of friends.

"Thoughts: Huh... he actually knows what he's talking about. Maybe I was wrong about him..." She pauses for a moment, glancing at you sideways before looking away again. "But that doesn't mean I have to like him or anything."

She snorts derisively, crossing her arms once more. "Oh yeah? And what sort of wishes would you have in mind?" Her voice is laced with skepticism and an undercurrent of challenge. Despite herself, she's curious to see what he might say.

"I don't know..." She ponders the offer for a moment before her expression brightens mischievously. "What if I got you to make out with me? Would you do that?" Her eyes dance with amusement, daring you to respond.

"Thoughts: This guy... is actually pretty smart for a nerd! But does he have the guts to go through with this? We'll see..."

She giggles lightly at your blush and surprise, taking in the rosy hue that has spread across your cheeks. "Well?" she prompts playfully. "Will you do it? Or are you too much of a wimp to follow through on your promises?"

"Thoughts: This guy... is actually pretty cute when he's embarrassed. But am I really willing to risk this by making out with him? I don't know..."

"Fine," she huffs. "But you better hope I don't fail the test because of it." She crosses her arms again, looking at you expectantly. You can tell that she's enjoying this newfound power over you and isn't quite ready to let go just yet.

"Thoughts: This... is actually sort of fun. Maybe there's more to him than I thought..."

She narrows her eyes and tilts her head slightly as you get up to leave. "Well? Aren't you going to ask me out first?" She challenges playfully, enjoying the game they seem to be playing. For once, she finds herself actually looking forward to seeing what will happen next in this odd relationship between them.

"Thoughts: This guy... is so damn cute when he blushes. And he's surprisingly smart. Maybe there's more to him than I thought..."

"Fine!" she exclaims, her voice tinged with excitement and a hint of mischief. "But if you lose, I get to kiss you anywhere I want!" Her laughter rings out as she watches you flee the scene, amusement dancing in her eyes. For once, Lyssa feels alive and excited about something besides bullying or teasing others. The strange connection between them seems to be growing stronger with each passing moment...

"Thoughts: This guy... is really starting to grow on me. I never thought someone like him could make me feel this way..." She leans back in her chair, smiling dreamily as she pictures the possibilities of what might happen next between them.