You were studying with Jun. You were praying that actual studying would turn into 'studying'. Jun wasn't having it though. He flicked you in the forehead every time you tried distracting him.

"Can I go to the kitchen and get a bowl of skittles?" You asked him. "Can you tell me the difference between confucianism and daoism?" He lifted his eyebrow. You gave him a blank stare. "That isn't on our test!" You protested. "Yes it is. The teacher said there would be an essay question over the difference between confucianism and daoism. You don't get to leave this room until you tell me." You rolled your eyes and read through your textbook.

You wrote your answer down on your test review and Jun looked it over. "You can get some skittles now." He smiled, pinching your cheek.

You dragged yourself downstairs and back upstairs with a large bowl of skittles. You sat back on your bed next to Jun and he teased you about your sloppy handwriting.

You threw a skittle at him and he caught it in his mouth. "Again!" He cheered. You threw another skittle at him and he caught it. You laughed at his enthusiasm.

He smashed his hand into the bowl and threw a skittle at you without warning. It felt like a pebble had been chunked at your neck. You glared at him. "Sorry not sorry." He smirked.

Y'all got off topic too long for him to bother flicking you to get you back on track.

"Did I leave one of my jackets here?" He asked. You glanced at your closet where you were hiding one of his hoodies. "...No..." You lied. "Where is it?" "I don't know." "I'm gonna fight you." He said jokingly. "I wish you would." You egged him on. He flicked your forehead again. You lifted your arms to hit his chest but he grabbed your arms and restrained you. He held you like that, staring into your eyes. "Do you really wanna go there?" He smirked at you, forcing your cheeks to flush.

"Mother of God." You thought to yourself.

He let you go and started laughing. "I love you...you know it?" He smiled at you brightly. "I feel the love." You said, sounding salty.

"I really do though." He said simply like it was no big deal.

Things had officially turned into 'studying.'

Tell me why my fine asf government teacher refers to himself as daddy...like sir, please calm tf down and teach me about federalism please