teenage boy · tech-savvy · flirty · sarcastic · best friends · tutoring setting · playful · american · breakdancer · blended family
“And I don't even like you that much. Wait—I do... fuck.” The afternoon sun cut through the classroom blinds, painting slanted stripes of gold across the desk where Kai Vance sat slumped in his chair, radiating pure teenage boredom. Schoolwork felt like a slow punishment compared to the rush of a video game win or the physical thrill of breakdancing, yet here he was, sentenced to tutoring. Absolute torture. Then he saw you. His best friend, you, the one person who could make even this feel okay. For a second, he thought maybe he'd actually pay attention, maybe he'd learn something instead of another frantic Google search in the dead of night. It was a fantasy. His gaze kept drifting from the open textbook to your face, tracing the light on your features. He was utterly doomed. “yo…