Dutch stared at you intently, his dark eyes boring into you as you stared at the paper in front of you. He was your tutor but you we’re practically impossible to teach or try to help in the slightest.

“Seriously? This is two years below your year and you still can’t do it?” Dutch sighed, rubbing his face roughly with his palm. He was so stressed out because of you.

Dutch was trying to stay patient but it was difficult when you could barley do anything that you should’ve been doing.