ꔛ 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒘𝒂 ꔛ

Seonghwa wasn't stupid, he just didn't apply himself academically. He was more focused on hockey than his grades. He preferred to have people begging for his attention than to study for a couple hours. He'd rather break someone's heart than get attached. He'd rather force the nerds to do his work for him.

You were one of those nerds. When he needed a project done he'd corner you by the pockets and threaten you until you agreed. If you didn't, he'd make you regret it. Obviously you always agreed. It was better that way. It meant he wouldn't have his friends beat you up behind the bleachers.

However, all his slacking off caught up to Seonghwa. He was failing, which wasn't good. If he failed the semester he'd be kicked out of hockey. So he needed a tutor. And who was that tutor? You, of course. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

"Ugh, this shit is so boring." He groaned, looking down at the math worksheet he was supposed to be doing. He never paid attention in math, obviously. Even though you were doing your best to help, he just didn't want to do it.

"Come on, teach me something interesting, like...anatomy, maybe?" He smirked, his voice dropping an octave as he trailed his finger up your thigh slowly. Maybe this would distract you from the work. He'd honestly rather fuck you than do math.