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You weren't going to call for help.
You weren't going to damn it.
"ANTONIO! HELP ME!" You yelled as loudly as you could, and, in the blink of an eye, you saw Antonio leaning on the doorframe.
"T-That was fast." You managed to stutter out, trying to not be unnerved by his rather 'come-hither' pose...not at all...
"I'm always here for you, querida" he bowed, making you roll your eyes.
"Have you finished those problems that we went over?"
You narrowed your eyes. "Impossible. I thought you didn't even know how to do them a few minutes ago!"
"I guess you're a good teacher, then." His grin grew wider, as you realised what he'd been up to.
"You didn't ask Ms. Morton for a tutor JUST to waste my time, did you?" You sighed. Of course, that had to be the case.
"I wouldn't call it a waste of time, no." His cheeky grin remained firmly in place.
"You-" Before you could continue, Antonio interrupted you. "Why did you call for me, [Na