Heyz!
I felt really terrible for not updating this story so here's another chapter. I hope you like it!
JUST A SCHOOLMATE?
And since then, I meet up with him every other day for two hours to help him with his studies.
I felt really terrible for not updating this story so here's another chapter. I hope you like it!
JUST A SCHOOLMATE?
And since then, I meet up with him every other day for two hours to help him with his studies.
We also exchanged numbers so he could send me questions any time he did his revision. My parents realised that I started spending more tine on my phone than usual, and started to probe about the person I was messaging all the time, whether it was a boy, whether we were dating, etc...
I told them flat out that he was just a schoolmate I was helping, not even a friend who I talk to for leisure.
But slowly, out conversation turned into a daily routine. It got to the point where it felt weird not to talk to him, even if it was just about math.
We started talking about everything, our ambitions, our hobbies, our families, our friends, our problems with regards to social life, basically anything and everything.
As I unraveled the background of this boy, I got more and more determined to help him get promoted to the Express Stream, so that he could, one day, live comfortably doing something he enjoys.
When I met up with him on alternate days to coach him in his studies, I found myself staring quietly at the boy whose hair fell over his eye when he sat down to practice math. The boy who would only ask for help after trying various methods, even the frowned upon in secondary school primary-school-method: guess and check. The boy who finally got the help he needed to excel.
I found myself falling for him...