A Correction.

Today Bryce had got his first paper and test over some things that he had no idea about which of course worried him. Right now he was staring down at his paper and chewing on his bottom lip in frustration. He knew the teachers probably wouldn't say anything to him and he would have to ask in which normally he wouldn't care but he did this time. He cared to ask a lot.

With his teacher being his ex-lover he couldn't help but feel he Ryan didn't want him near after everything. When the clock ticked and the hour was up Bryce stood to his feet and grabbed his bag so he could throw it over his shoulder and turn in his paper. Slow breaths were taken as his heart began to beat out of his chest, he held his hand out and Ryan hesitated before taking his paper. Bryce went to leave but paused and took a deep breath. "Mister Wrecker," he began.

"Ryan."

"What?" Bryce asked, raising a brow at the older male who was holding the papers between his hands. "Bryce, you can call me Ryan.." His voice had cracked and with it a small portion of his heart did too. Bryce smiled faintly as he continued, "I wanted to know if you would teach me some stuff over this..I don't think I understand it well."

"Of course."

"When?"

"Do you have any classes tomorrow?"

"I have one but its at five."

"You can meet me after it."

"Yes sir."

Bryce shoved his bag over his shoulder and his phone vibrates causing him to check it.

One new message from Trish.

Bryce rolled his eyes. "Who was that?" Ryan didn't even think as he asked that question. "My girlfriend," Bryce answered slightly irritated. "I though you was gay?" Ryan asked as he raised a brow at the younger male in fort of him. "I am but she don't know that." Bryce walked out of the classroom like a boss after he was finished with that sentence.

Ryan couldn't help but chuckle at the students behavior and even the fact that he actually mustered up the courage to speak to him was enough to make his smile wider than ever. That smile however, faded slowly. His hand landed on his chest as he furrowed his brow, "He was wearing it.."

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Bryce sat at his apartment and was chewing on his food as he read over the text book. He had his labtop plugged in and it rested right in front of him while he watched over Ryan's last class. Bryce was listening for his expectations since he didn't pay much attention the first time.

He sat his plate down once he was finished and closed his labtop, forgetting about the message his girlfriend last texted him asking about how she was too get her money for school now gut never one did it cross his kind that he was how she got money.

Bryce stood from his floor and gave a stretch as he tried to wake himself up so he could head over to the library and start studying for the little tests he was going to have in his other class. He threw over his coat and put on his gloves before making his way out the door and downstairs to the outside. Bryce walked the street with his headphone in one ear, swinging the other between his fingers to create amusement. The walk wasn't long but it wasn't short.

As the blonde rubbed his gloved hands together a snow flake landed on his nose which caused him to sniff and shake his head to rid of it. He hated snow days now. The outline on the city was great and all but the fact that the weather was harsher up here made it difficult for him to even want to go to college. He kicked some snow as if it'd get back at it for making a flake land on the tip of his already red nose.

Bryce opened the Library door and watched as few people looked to him because just the bell alone was loud. It had drawn attention. But the others just looked back down and continued the reading or writing they were doing which caused Bryce to make his way to the back where books stayed on shelves. His eyes glanced over the titles until they found what he was wanting.

The human body.

Bryce grabbed a book and was startled by someone whispering his name. He turned to look back and seen his professor standing behind him with a grin on his face. It was Ritz, his teacher for the class that had an upcoming test. "Hey!" Bryce whispered, locking hands with the male who shook his in response.

Both took a seat at the table and Ritz glanced over Bryce with a small smile that the other hadn't noticed. Bryce didn't even notice his teacher giving him a certain look until he managed to catch his gaze. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably and silence overlapped over the two men who were chatting away before it went silent. Bryce couldn't tell exactly why he felt so weird having another man give him that look but he did know it had something to do with his heart still aching for Ohm's touch. "Well kid," Ritz stood with a grin. "I better get back, if you need help come to my office.." Bryce only nodded as he sent back the same smile.

Bryce reached up to the purple necklace and began to fiddle with it until the thought hit him. He began to wonder if Ryan took notice of it already. Bryce sighed deeply and looked down to the book only to find he grabbed the wrong one, for some reason a quote book had been sat in the health section.

You cannot move on from someone you love unless you're willing to accept the fact that they may never be yours and that you will always be madly in love with them. There is no unloving someone..

Bryce swallows and closes the book before he can read more. He stood up and walked to the section as to where the book was actually supposed to be and put it away.