It was just an ordinary day, like every other day.

The bell rang for dismissal and everyone ran to their lockers.

Sadly, my locker was always blocked with girls from the school.

They come here everyday just to stare at who they call “The Prince" or “Prince Luhan".

I didn't understand what they saw in him.

He was your typical jock; thinking he's so cool and all that just because he's the star of the Soccer(USA)/Football (UK) and basketball team.

I didn't see what was so special about him.

He got average grades, and that's what matters-grades.

Today I felt something really bad was going to happen.

My bad vibes were picking up on something and just when I got to the crowd, it happened.

Out of the blue Luhan said, "Hey, [Y/N]! Can you be my tutor?"

I said a bunch of curses in your head because I didn't expect the "bad thing" to be this bad.

Me: What?! Can you repeat that? I think I didn't here it correctly.

* The girls around me murmured and I could make out the basics of what they were saying.*

'Did the Prince just ask her to be his tutor?'

'I'm pretty sure I misheard what he said, no way would anyone ask her to be his/her tutor.'

'That must have been a joke. Who would even talk to an ugly b*tch like her?'

Luhan: Can you be my tutor? ;)