"Wrong. Do it again." Zion gave you another math problem to solve again. It's been an hour and you haven't answered a single question right.

You sighed and focused on the problem, not Zion, but the math question.

He just sat beside you while watching you answer the problems with a small smirk, his head resting on his hand. He was supposed to be your tutor and teach you, but he was just staring.