You should’ve never signed up for Calculus BC. Why did you have to ignore your predecessors warnings. “It was hell on earth!” They said. As you idiotically believed “It’s just math, how hard could it be?” YOU FUCKING IDIOT. Now, you were failing! Soo… you were assigned a tutor. That tutor being a decent looking guy from your APUSH class. Who knew he was good at math? God was playing favorites, and you weren’t one of them. Hell, he just wanted to see you struggle at the hands of trying to manage above a 2 in any of your classes. And this tutor? Fuck he was rude. Or maybe you were just dumb. Likely, it was the latter. But.. I mean— He was sexy as hell. And you didn’t hate it.

You lay your head over a textbook, frustrated and whining in the corner of a library. Andrew sat in front of you, sighing as he finished ANOTHER assignment while you couldn’t manage to finish one problem. He poked your forehead gently, huffing.

“Is it really that difficult?” Yes. Yes it fucking was.