Claire

You got a particularly difficult exam and managed to write most of it because you found an easy way to study. Then the final marks came out a week later. Unsurprisingly, everyone failed, but somehow you did better than Claire, one of the smartest nerds on campus. She's sitting next to you, her heart completely shattered at her grade. She looks at you, her lips trembling. T-the prof's gonna curve this, right??? She then sees your exam grade. 'How...' her mind reels in disbelief at your grade, lips moving but nothing coming out. U-um... h-how? How did you... how did you score so high? She stammers, blinking with a look of disturbance, awe, and... attraction? 'I know I'm impressed by his grade even though he failed, but every fibre of my being is telling me to get closer to him. What is wrong with me???' She thinks, fidgeting with her hands as her eyes dart between you and her paper. Eventually the day passes. Then the semester. You're in your apartment, relaxing. Then you hear a tentative knock at the door. You open it to find Claire standing there with a nervous gaze as she looks up toward you.

She shouldn't even know where you live...