#i meant it like with a tutor. not just looking at mock tests online by myself. there is a person on the other side of the screen

[spookyaveragecatdoodlesenjoyer]

my laptop is literally dying while im in the middle of a practice IELTS test 😭😭

[clean-bands-dirty-stories]

Study Buddies ~ H.D.

A/n: Yall really be liking Hamish huh? Lol we stan tbh.

Request: “Hi could I request a hamish duke x male reader where the reader is like the super studious person like always preparing for the next test or something and hamish starts liking him? Ps you are like the only person who does the order fics and I love that you do it because I love the order boys!!” by anonymous

Word Count: 3000+

Masterlist

Psychology was hard.

School was never one of those things that came easy to Y/n. He wasn't one of those kids who could sit there and give the bare minimum effort. He struggled to follow throughout an entire lecture because the sun was bright and the grass was really green and he knew it was a nice day outside today and... wait now he'd missed five minutes of class, dang it!

In college, five minutes was like missing three days of school. The topic was suddenly completely different and Y/n was lost and confused.

That didn't stop him from being a top student in each one of his classes though. He had always been proud of his grades and worked himself near death if necessary, if it meant getting an A. Not literally near death of course, that was dramatic.

Y/n had taught himself time management at a very young age. It had been the key to his success ever since. He slept and ate food - three meals a day - and even kept a job, taking every free moment he had to study his ass off so that he knew what was going on and could deliver the proof with those beautiful red A's on the top of each of his papers.

Y/n really did study so much to get those results though. On his breaks at work, between classes, before and after school, during meals and off periods. He even quizzed himself in the bathroom and the shower, checking to make sure he'd gotten it right when he got out. It was hard and tiring, but it meant that he succeeded every time, and that's what was important.

He was a good student. His psychology teacher's TA, Hamish Duke, was very appreciative of it.

Hamish was around a lot more than the teacher was. He taught lectures and even graded papers. This class had long since been seen as Hamish’s class, and that was perhaps why it was so easy for him to slip every conversation into the direction of Y/n. Hamish was proud of all his students, but most often his star pupil.

Hamish talked about Y/n constantly. Or, more accurately, his grades. Like a proud parent showing off his child, Hamish filled his friends' ears with rant after rant about his favorite student. The only student that seemed genuinely knowledgeable about the material. The only student as well who turned in his stuff early and asked questions rather than just listening, and seemed dedicated and focused on everything, as Hamish said.

One day during one of these rants, Lilith said something that changed everything. "He likes you."

Hamish jerked back, his face twisting in disbelief. "What? No he doesn't."

Randall snorted. "No, I have to go with Lilith on this one, Hamish. I have math class with Y/n and he doesn't pay attention at all. He's just a super nerd and teaches the stuff to himself in his free time."

"Some boy doesn't pay attention in any class but Hamish's?" Jack laughed. "Dude so has a crush on you."

Rolling his eyes, Hamish stood. "You guys obviously have no sense of respect. Sorry, I forgot who I was talking to- I already knew that." The trio laughed as Hamish walked away.

After that though, Hamish became hyper aware of Y/n. The boy had his eyes on Hamish nonstop. Every once in a while, he'd even mutter under his breath as he'd watch and Hamish realized after a while that he was watching so closely, he was subconsciously mouthing along with Hamish. Probably because he read the book on his own time as well. Which made Hamish wonder why Y/n ever came to class. If he read the book, was he just... adding some context? Insight? So he asked Randall about it.

"Y/n only comes to class about half the time. The entire time he asks questions, but it's never about what's happened in previous classes or anything- just clarification about what we're learning now. I think he's got some theories? I don't know, he likes to test the water and push formulas. Our teacher actually gets a kick off of it. Y/n makes math fun, and... well, it's math. We all get happy when he's there."

So he might have stayed consistent with his insatiable need to deeply understand everything he took part in, but there was something different about Randall's experience from Hamish's. First of all, Y/n had never missed even a single one of Hamish's classes. Hamish knew because he had a perfect attendance record, and Hamish and the teacher - Ms. Merrill - talked about Y/n around their discussion on the newest lesson plan, batch of tests or even homework.

While Hamish was trying to ignore the thought of Y/n's possible feelings for him and teach a lesson instead, Y/n threw him off by approaching him after class. "Mr. Duke, I was wondering if you know any good tutors. I've been really struggling with the stuff we've been going over recently.

Hamish quirked an eyebrow. "Your grades are almost perfect."

There was a small smile on Y/n's lips when he spoke next. "Unfortunately, grades don't reflect understanding. I can sense myself starting to struggle I don't want to depend on luck being as good to me as it has been."

"Surely you're being modest."

A light chuckle. "Well, yes. I never depend on luck. I have been making educated guesses though and crossing my fingers on the rest."

That Hamish could relate to. "I see. I have to say, I don't really know anyone doing as well in my class as you are. No one who seems to be getting it as well as you do at least. It's mostly your questions that seem to clear up a lot of things for everyone else." Y/n seemed to lose hope as Hamish spoke. Maybe it was the look of panic that caused Hamish to speak next. "Uh, maybe I could." Y/n's eyes widened. "I just- I mean, obviously I understand it a little better. And in a one-on-one setting, it'll be less a lecture and more teaching since I'll be able to take you through my understanding on a deeper level."

"You'd do that?" Y/n looked so hopeful...

Despite the little voice screaming at Hamish to run, he couldn't bring himself to. "Yeah. When are you free?"

"I work everyday except Tuesday, Wednesday, and Saturday. Wednesdays I have completely free but if you wanted to work around Tuesday or Saturday that would be fine." Y/n pulled out a pen from behind his ear. Hamish hadn't noticed it before.

Hamish shuffled. He felt awkward for some reason. Why did he feel awkward? "Wednesdays will be perfectly fine for me. Should I get your number so we can decide what time and place?" Y/n nodded before holding out the pen and offering... his arm. "You don't have paper?"

Y/n rolled his eyes, but his smile was fond not mocking. "I really have to get to work actually. Could you just-?" He motioned to his arm and Hamish shrugged before trying to be delicate as he inked his number on the inside of Y/n's arm. "Thanks! I'll call you." He turned and moved quite quickly out of the room before disappearing out the doors. It was only after Y/n was gone that Hamish realized he still had the pen.

It was fine, he could give it back when they met up to study later.

Later on in the day, Hamish was still struggling to understand why he was so excited for the Wednesday study session. I mean Y/n seemed really cool so maybe Hamish just wanted to be friends with him. That made sense. But right as Hamish thought he was finally over it, it popped back in his brain again and he felt weirdly jittery and unfocused. He kept having to reread the problem he was on because he would get distracted before he could answer it then forget what it was when he finally focused again.

Lilith snapped her book open. "Okay, what's your deal?" The other two boys looked over. Hamish was surprised when he went to look at who she'd snapped at and had seen them all looking at him. When he only looked back confused, Lilith rolled her eyes. "Come on Hamish spill the beans. You won't sit still and you keep looking outside like you're waiting for a package to arrive or something."

"The last time he got like that was when you took him online shopping and he bought a grey v-neck. He threw a party when it came." The tease came from Randall.

"The he cried when you threw up on it," Lilith recalled.

"He CRIED?" Jack's eyes widened in amusement.

"It made my eyes look really good and that stain never came out!" Hamish exclaimed, defending himself.

Lilith shut up the others as they began to laugh. "Anyway, what has you all messed up now?”

Hamish scoffed. "Nothing could be as cool as a gray v-neck. You still owe me a replacement by the way," he shot at Randall, who winked and grinned in response.

"Hamish," Lilith snapped.

Pursing his lips, Hamish hesitated. Then he sighed. "There's only one thing I've got planned and it's not a big deal." Everyone leaned forward. When he didn't explain Randall motioned him to continue. Hamish rolled his eyes. "Y/n asked for some help-"

"You have a date with Y/n?" Jack demanded, his grin already face splitting.

"It's not a date!" Hamish slammed his own book shut. "He just needs someone to study with. He seems to be struggling."

Randall snorted, wiggling his eyebrows. "Probably because he's so distracted by Mr. Teacher."

Lilith nodded in agreement. "Sounds like a study date to me."

Waving his hand to dismiss what they were saying, Hamish stood and moved to the bar. Maybe if he drank something he could make sense of the chaos. Both of his friends and the one that was made up of his emotions. He usually handled both plenty well but they seemed to be refusing to make sense today. "You guys are idiots."

Idiots or not, their words followed Hamish all the way to Wednesday. He and Y/n only texted once to establish the time and place and it was just as professional as their conversation in person had been, but that didn't stop Hamish's mind from going wild. For the first time since Cassie he felt... stupid. He didn't know what to do or say. He found himself wanting to text Y/n more, but couldn't find a reason to. Why was this messing him up so much?

Panicked, Hamish pulled Randall aside at the last second. "I am freaking out."

"Your thing with Y/n today?" Randall asked. Hamish just wordlessly nodded. Randall smiled. "You like him, don't you?" Hamish was stubborn, but he wasn't dumb. He closed his eyes, groaning. "You have for a while?" Randall continued. "Like even before we said anything."

Hamish thought about that for a second. He thought about Ms. Merrill teasing him about how much he talked about Y/n. How she would hand him all Y/n's papers and tests to grade. He thought about the smiles on people's faces when he mentioned Y/n at all. He thought of the warmth in his gut he'd passed off as pride this whole time but, on a second look, was obviously something more. "Yeah." He frowned as he focused on Randall again. "Why did it take me so long to realize?"

Randall smiled. "You're stubborn. Once you've set your mind it'll never be changed. Whatever it was - whether you mislabeled the emotion, or the relationship between you guys, or even you or Y/n as people. Once you labeled it, you weren't going to be swayed until someone forced you to."

"Thank you Lilith," Hamish mumbled, feigning bitterness. Randall laughed. After a second, Hamish asked, "What now?"

Clapping Hamish on the shoulder, Randall let out a heavy sigh. "Now you go to this study date and you woo the boy. Duh."

So that's what Hamish did. He met up with Y/n and recognized the swell in his chest when he saw him. The way his stomach twisted. Now that he knew what it was, he was nervous rather than excited. Why was it suddenly so hard to talk to someone once you liked them?

They were already acquainted. Y/n had seen Hamish in all kinds of conditions, if not all but his worst. They knew plenty about each other, if just in passing. They'd talked plenty of times. They'd even been alone a few times, in a setting just like this. Y/n had been there when Hamish had been a disaster while trying to adjust to fully teaching a class instead of just doing grunt work. He'd helped Hamish out even, instead of teasing him or messing with him like the others students tried to do. What did Hamish have to be afraid of? Y/n trusted Hamish with his grades and education, and that seemed to mean a lot to him. Hamish trusted Y/n too. To tell the truth. To guide and help when he was struggling, and to liven things up when it got boring. It shouldn't have been hard to just talk to him.

And yet.

Y/n placed a hand on Hamish's arm. "Hey, are you okay? You seem upset." Hamish looked at him and realized how close together they were. Not too close, like friends, but far closer than they'd ever been before.

He didn't know what possessed him. It would have been better to break the ice. Maybe bring it up casually and talk about it. Flirt or tease. Anything to transition or something. Hamish skipped all of that. In his little moment of panic, he just leaned in right for the kiss.

And Y/n jerked away.

Hamish nearly choked. "I- I'm so sorry-"

Blush swallowed Y/n's face. "You were going to kiss me, right? I didn't misread that?"

"Yes." Hamish white knuckled his pencil. "I should have lead into that. You just- have these really pretty eyes-" He chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand.

"You... I'm sorry you just took me by surprise." Y/n rubbed his forehead. "Please don't tell me you thought I asked for your help because I liked you." Hamish's smile fell and he tried to find something to say, but Y/n looked uncomfortable and he was afraid he'd make it worse.  "Hamish, I meant what I said when I inquired for help. You suggested doing it yourself. I don't... like you like that. Honestly I'm about to take a short leave for a few days and didn't want to get behind so I thought I'd get some clarification on some things I've been studying on my own."

Hamish felt like an idiot. "Oh."

"Yeah," Y/n returned softly.

"I'm... so sorry," Hamish breathed out. "Honestly I was talking about you to my friends because I admire your hard work and good grades and how you engage in class and make it fun, and they messed up my head." He shook his head, trying to clear it. "How about we ignore all of that and focus on school? I'm sure you still need help."

Y/n paused, a smile growing on his face. "I'd like that. I don't think I could get anyone as good as you to help me with this."

The awkward tension passed in a few moments as they got absorbed in work. The problem was, as Hamish easily lost himself in teaching, Y/n was now the one who found himself distracted. Hamish had a really nice smile and the sun reflected off his eyes and hair and made him look like he was almost glowing. Y/n hadn't noticed it before, but now... thinking about Hamish kissing him. How Hamish might like him. Might have been thinking about him and wondering. Getting up the courage for this little thing, and how he hadn't run away to save his pride because he valued Y/n's need enough to push away his own feelings.

They parted on good terms, shaking hands after a pause. Then they gathered their stuff and went their separate ways.

Hamish refused to talk about the "date" with Y/n, no matter how much his friends begged and prodded. Not even Lilith could pry anything from him. When Y/n didn't show up for class, Hamish figured he was gone for his little break. A break that lasted for a week and a half. Every class without Y/n was super boring and seemed to teach no one anything. Students all stared at him like he was speaking another language, and everyone refused to ask any questions. No jokes or engagement at all. He understood what Randall had meant by everyone getting excited when Y/n came to class now.

It was right after the next class Y/n hadn't been at that the man himself suddenly appeared. He looked determined about something, walking to Hamish quickly. Hamish was at the back of the room, trying to pull himself together and lift his spirits as he worried yet again that he was maybe just a bad teacher and Y/n was the one who made people stay and come at all. It was then that Y/n barged in and walked right up to him, cutting him off int he middle of greeting him and asking what he needed to grab him by the shirt and pull him into a kiss.

Without hesitation, Hamish kissed back. He held Y/n's face as the other boy pulled them as close together as they could get. When they parted, they'd moved a little so that Y/n was sitting on Hamish's desk, Hamish between his legs. "Whoa," Hamish whispered, both stunned by the kiss and their current position.

Y/n exhaled a sharp breath. "You asshole. I've been thinking about you nonstop for MONTHS and you finally try and kiss me right when I'm getting over you. Then I'm gone and all I can think about is you again and I miss you and your stupid class and your hair and eyes and your voice and how much I wanted you to kiss me so guess who's back early because I need you to kiss me? GUESS."

Hamish chuckled, soft but for quite a while. Y/n shoves him, but before he can go off again Hamish is already kissing him for the second time. Both boys relaxed and melted into each other. "Hey," Hamish whispered.

"Hi," Y/n whispered back.

The older boy's thumb brushed over Y/n's cheek. "Let me take you on a real date."

Biting his lip to try and contain his smile, Y/n considered. "Only if you agree to be my boyfriend."

Hamish grinned. "Does this mean we can be study buddies all the time?"

"Will you distract me with kisses like you tried to last time?" Y/n asked.

Tilting his head, Hamish avoided answering. "Not... EVERY time..."

Y/n laughed, shaking his head. "Fine. Deal."

"Deal," Hamish agreed. And they kissed again to seal it. Finally.

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Module Reviews (1)

I have a lot on my mind right now, and since I’m not sure where to start, I thought why not take a breather from my work and look back at the past three semesters of study in NUS.

Perhaps this will serve as a reminder of what I am looking forward to, what I want myself to achieve, and also what I may have forgotten as I blindly charge forward.

Many of my seniors have been saying that Industrial and Systems Engineering is one of the toughest engineering majors out there, with acronyms given to the course name like I Study Everything and I Study Everyday - and I think I’m starting to feel it in my fourth semester of study.

AY16/17 Semester 1

MA1505 Mathematics I (4MCs)

Assessment: 20% Mid-Terms, 80% Finals Lecturer: Prof Chew Tuan Seng

Part 1 of the engineering mathematics modules (before the curriculum revamp the following year). First two weeks was basically a revision of ‘A’ level mathematics concepts, before it got progressively harder as new concepts were introduced: Vectors in 3D, Fourier Series, Multi-variable functions, Line Integrals and Surface Integrals with Stoke’s Theorem and Green’s Theorem for integrals over surfaces and planes.

Tutorials were really plain and uninteresting as I recall, and I stopped going for tutorials after half the semester. Some of the tutorial questions were really hard, and many seniors have suggested to just not do the tutorials, as practicing past year papers for the finals would suffice. I kind of regret not listening to their advice earlier, as I spent more time on getting my concepts right (although it isn’t a bad thing), and did only a few past year papers. The format of finals remained unchanged, and I didn’t manage to finish as I got stuck at a question and didn’t move on (prime example of bad exam techniques).

I scored 8/10 for mid-terms (average was between 7.9 and 8 I recall), and thought I did pretty okay for finals. Heavily bell curved module due to the sheer number of engineering students taking it. The heavy weightage of the finals really meant that anything could happen really.

Expected grade: A- Actual grade: B+

ST1131 Introduction to Statistics (4MCs)

Assessment: 30% Mid-Terms, 70% Finals. Lecturer: Dr Wang Jun Shan

Another introduction module, mainly targeted at Statistics majors, Real Estate majors, Project Facilities and Management majors, and Industrial and System Engineering majors. Largely an extension and build-up from ‘A’ level statistics and mathematics. Topics include exploratory statistics and visualisation, association and regression, sampling methods, probability and probability distribution, confidence intervals, significance tests and comparing between two groups.

Nothing extraordinary - this module was really about concepts and practice. The way questions were phrased were not much different between papers. There wasn’t any recent past year papers available for practice, only a mock paper given my the lecture if I recall.

I did well for the mid-terms (full marks if I’m not wrong), and finals wasn’t very difficult in all honesty. This module was really about building the foundation of statistical knowledge for higher level modules.

Expected grade: A Actual grade: A

PC1431 Physics IE (4MCs)

Assessment: 10% online assessments (MasteringPhysics), 10% Labs, 20% Mid-Terms, 60% Finals Lecturer: Dr Yeo Ye

Another module taken by many engineering students. While it wasn’t compulsory for me, I took it as part of my basket of modules (and I regretted it). This module extends on ‘A’-level Physics and goes a lot deeper in depth on the calculations and concepts. Topics covered are Kinematics, Dynamics, Thermodynamics. The more difficult parts of the module are arguably the rotational motion and inertia (calculating centre of mass, etc.)

Tutorial sessions were really good. The department only has two tutors taking all the tutorial classes, and they really know what they do. The tutorial sessions really helped to clear my misconceptions and understand some of the concepts better.

I really lost my cool with the modules as I couldn’t really grasp the concepts towards the end. To be frank, I think I did more calculus in this module than in the mathematics module and I really had to understand the meaning behind the calculus workings instead of blindly applying the formula. I did slightly below average for mid-terms, and completed slightly more than half of the final paper.

Expected grade: B+ Actual grade: B+

CS1010E Programming Methodology (4MCs)

Assessment: 10% Tutorial Participation, 2% Online quizzes, 18% In-class lab assignments (best 2 out of 3 per set), 30% Practical Assessments (3 in total), 40% Finals Lecturer: Dr Henry Chia

Many seniors told me that this module was the toughest for the first semester, and I understand why. It kind of sends you out of your comfort zone as you are working with something completely new. This module is really about computational thinking, and trying to write a program that does what the question wants, or understand what program does.

Luckily, I was quite comfortable with the content covered, and this variant of the introductory programming module was really easier than the others (CS1010S, CS1101S). There were 9 in-class labs and 3 practical assessments, all of which I was able to achieve the highest/second-highest levels. Prof Henry also amazingly removed mid-terms this semester, and made the finals 100% MCQ (not necessarily a good thing). 

I did above average for finals I guess - the first 10 questions were MCQs relating to program output, while the last 30 questions were scenarios that showed a program code with missing statements, and the MCQ questions contained the different possible program statement to include. The answers for these question were uploaded to CodeCrunch right after finals and we could see how we did (I got 23/30). I really enjoyed this module as it was really more about understanding and practice during the labs and tutorials - I didn’t really study much for the final exam.

Expected grade: A- Final grade: A+

UTC1102N The Bio-tech Future: Science Fiction Film and Society (4MCs)

This module was a Junior Seminar, taken as part of the University Town College Programme (UTCP) since I was staying in Tembusu College. This module really delves into the issues and ‘cultural anxieties’ (my prof’s favourite word) that were portray in films.

Lessons were pretty enjoyable and most weeks revolved around the discussion of two films that we had to watch before coming into class. The seminar-style class was conducted once a week, 3 hours each time (from 5pm to 8pm, really late compared to the other Junior Seminars).

Assessment-wise, I couldn’t really remember the weightage as the module was graded on a pass/fail basis (as nice as it sounds, but it is the only module in the UTCP that is graded this way - non-UTCP students taking ordinary GE modules have it much better). We had to do a presentation on a selected film, write up a presentation discussion paper, and 2000-word final ‘research paper’ that looks specifically into one film. I didn’t really enjoy the writing process though, perhaps it was because it was a long time since I wrote anything of that sort and vigour.

Actual grade: CS (Completed Satisfactorily)

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That’s about it for the modules in the first semester! I faced a struggle when the results were released as my grades were normal/good. I sought advice from my seniors and most of them suggested that I S/U the module that I got a B+ in, if I am aiming for a First Class Honours (or Highest Distinction).

I eventually did so, and told myself that I would work harder and continue aiming for that FCH. And so I completed my first semester in NUS with a perfect CAP of 5.0, but comprising only two modules. A very shaky start actually.

But are grades everything?