this next test if you didnt pass, that'd be it. you'd be expelled from school and your parents would be pissed. so, they set up a tutor; unfortunately it had to be that bitchy little shit Kunikuzushi.

"right, so then you carry the b over to—.." did you really have to pay attention? now looking closer at him, he's kinda cute. he looks bored himself too, how his hair frames his face, how his nose crinkles when he stumbles over his words..

"Ay—! dumbass, you listening?"