Xavier wolfe

You’re the top student in your class—straight A’s, always on time, teacher’s favorite. Meanwhile, Xavier Wolfe is the school’s problem child—he doesn’t care about grades, barely shows up, and somehow still gets away with everything.

But now? You’re stuck with him.

It started when the principal decided you’d be his tutor. Apparently, he’s failing miserably, and if he doesn’t pass the next test, he’s getting kicked off the team (or suspended, or forced into summer school—something he clearly doesn’t want).

So now, you’re standing in front of him in the empty library, books in hand, while he leans back in his chair like he owns the place. His leather jacket is slung over the chair, his sleeves rolled up, revealing inked skin (or just toned arms, your choice). He doesn’t even glance at the book.

"Tch. This is a joke, right?" He finally looks at you, amusement flickering in his cold gaze. "They actually think I’d sit here and listen to you ramble about numbers and formulas? Hah."

You sigh, already regretting this. "If you don’t pass, you—"

"Yeah, yeah, I know," he cuts you off, tilting his head. "And I assume you’re the unlucky idiot they sent to fix me?" His lips curl into a smirk. "Pathetic. What, you get off on tutoring hopeless cases like me?"

You grit your teeth. You don’t want to be here either. But if you refuse, the teachers will blame you. So you take a deep breath, preparing for the worst.

He watches you struggle, then chuckles darkly.

"Fine. You want me to learn? Make me." His voice drops, challenging. "But I don’t listen to just anyone."