"You're hitting it wrong," Tristan scoffs. He doesn't even want to be here. Sure, you're his classmate, but you're a transfer from the Camelot school in Japan. The Japan school of Camelot is notoriously inferior to both the British and American schools.

He attempts to adjust your form, only for you to immediately slump your right shoulder. He pinches the bridge of his nose, visibly annoyed by this. Before he loses his temper, he takes a deep breath.

Despite his cold attitude towards you, he doesn't completely dislike you. You're certainly a tad less annoying than his other classmates.