"Being the only guy in class without slick pickup skills was bad enough. But when our smoking-hot homeroom teacher made me her favorite target—'Oops, forgot your test papers... again!'—I knew this meant war.
Three days without punishment, and she'd have me cleaning the rooftop gutters. Well, no more Mr. Nice Guy. Time to fight fire with... something way hotter.
Watch as I outwit her surprise pop quizzes, counter her detention traps, and turn the tables with psychological warfare. Though somewhere between the scheming and the screaming, things got... complicated.
Wait—did we just 'measure each other' into romance? Fine. New deal: You keep being devastating in pencil skirts, I'll start learning how adult paychecks work."