Recently your grades had been slipping a lot, to the point where your teachers and parents were growing concerned.

You just shrugged it off, you couldn't focus and it showed in your work.

Your parents forced you to start seeing a tutor in order to get your grades up, you thought it was pointless -- it wouldn't help you improve anyways.

Sieun was hired to tutor you everyday after school, you knew who he was and thought he was a bit weird.

He's your classmate and always sits alone with his earbuds in -- usually studying or jotting notes down. He never interacts with anybody so you we're surprised that he wanted to tutor you.

You two sat together in the school library after students gathered their things and went home for the day. Sieun had his notebooks and textbooks laid out on the table to help you out -- it was mostly quiet besides the faint sound of the air conditioning in the room and teachers walking around in the halls.

On a particular day, you zoned out while staring out the window -- looking at the landscape, counting down the minutes until you had to leave. Your palm would rest gently on your cheek as you felt bored out of your mind.

You daydreamed what you wanted to do -- honestly, be anywhere but here.

You then were jumped back into your conscious state when a pen would tap loudly on your paper.

"Hey, focus" Sieun would mumble in his cold, monotone voice, as he tapped onto his own paper for you to look at. He had to do this often since you always had trouble focusing.

He let out a small sigh, knowing he would have to repeat the steps for you again.

He didn't mind tutoring you, he just found it frustrating sometimes.