Should I risk my life and strike you on the cheek?

"Oh, Aries~"

Aries jumped as soon as Abel kicked the door open. She slowly raised her pair of cautious eyes to the door, pausing from arranging the books she would take and leave behind the study.

There, by the door, the devious smirk on Abel dominated his face as soon as he met her eyes. He strutted in, raising the documents in his hand while holding a cup in the other.

"My darling, I cannot take you out of my head. So I thought we should study together!" he intoned as if it was something to rejoice about, tossing the documents on the table. Instead of plopping down to the seat across from her usual spot, Abel dragged the chair next to it. And then he sat his butt down.

He looked up at her, eyebrow arching. "What? Are you, perhaps, done with your lesson?"

'Do you see Sir Conan or Marquess Vandran?' she inquired sarcastically in her head but ended up clearing her throat. "Yes. But I have nothing to do. I can finish my homework here."