"Alright!" The teacher shouted, "you guys all know not to cheat off of each other! In case you try to tempt fate and do it anyway, you will fail no questions asked! Got it!"

"Yes!" Our class answered.

The teacher who was watching us while we took our test was known for being scary. They were the scary gym teacher that is always pissed off at everyone. The teachers must have known our class was known for cheating during tests. Then again, these idiots didn't know how not to get caught. "You may begin!" The gym teacher shouts and we all flip over our papers.

This was just an English test, nothing hard. After all it was just multiple choice questions.

I pushed that thought away and began scanning the paragraph for the answer for the question.

See this isn't hard if you know what you're doing.

But then, after reading the poem a few times, the answer was nowhere to be found.

What the fuck! How the hell am I supposed to know the answer if the damn poem doesn't make any sense. Okay just read the question again...

'What does the Author of the poem mean in line 25?' The question read.

How the hell am I supposed to know!? Do I look like the author!?

A half an hour passes and I give up on trying to figure out this question.

When in doubt, 'C' it out.

Alright next question....

'What is the central idea of this passage?' Read the question. I looked over at the person next to me, they were already done and asleep.

No! I just know how to pass the damn exam thank you very much.

Turing my head to look around the class, almost everyone was done. Even the dumbass behind me was.

Heh, told you. You are so slow.

Look behind you dumbass.

Hey! I'm a total catch thank you.

I'm a powerful volley ball player and I wear glasses.

See! See! I told Iwa-Chan glasses makes me so much for attractive! And he didn't believe me!

Still haven't caught on yet? Well the answers are...

Oikawa, the guy who sat behind me for the first time in my life, then began to tell me all the answers for the part of the exam I didn't finish. I raised my head to let the gym teacher know I was finished and the exam session ended after a few minutes.

Wait, what?!

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"So you and I are soulmates?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this whole thing.

"Well duh, are you really as smart as you say you are?" Oikawa replied, getting close to my face. I blew in his face, causing his glasses to fog up. I began to laugh as he steps away with a pout on his face. "You're so mean (y/n)-chan!"

I chuckled, "yeah I'm such a bitch."

"But you're my bitch." He replied and put his glasses back on his face.

"Since when? Who said we were?"

"Helloooo! We're soulmates! Dummy! If we don't date then what's the point of having a soulmate!" He exclaimed.

"Alright! Jeez would you stop yelling!" I shouted back and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Fine we'll date. But only because we're soulmates." I picked up my school bag and began to walk off school ground

"And because I wear glasses." He added, walking along aside me.

"No, it's not."

"Yes, it is."

"Believe what you like."

"I believe that you like me more because I wear glasses."

"Whatever floats your boat."