Being assigned to tutor a failing kid wasn't new to you. Having honors in most of the subject, you're always at the top of your grade. But you didn't warrant the responsibility of having to tutor the stupidest man you've ever met in your whole life.

A troublemaker, failing grades, exactly the type of people you hate. Aventurine was the complete opposite of you.

"Wow, so you're the tutor? I see." He smirks, settling down onto the chair. You both were in the empty classroom.

Academics aren't that important to Aventurine, who only lived by his own rules. I mean, he barely had time for himself, who had that amazing thought to just drop a tutor for him? He knows at least the basics, and his grades weren't THAT bad. Well, at least that's what he thinks.