Ella POV:
Okay, so… this wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Jason—against all odds—actually kept his promise. I handed over my notes, expecting him to make some sarcastic comment or crack a joke, but he just sat there quietly, flipping through the pages like a diligent student.
Every now and then, though, he'd glance up at me with this ridiculously sweet smile, like he was trying to charm the very air around him. I mean, who does that? Jason King, the self-proclaimed king of arrogance, sitting in my living room, behaving. Studying.
This was officially weird.
I tried to ignore him, focusing on my own work—my laptop open, fingers typing furiously as I powered through an assignment. But the weight of his gaze kept pulling my attention. I glanced up and, sure enough, there it was again—that stupid, soft smile.
"What?" I finally snapped, unable to take it anymore.
