well, simply put, you weren’t the sharpest tool in the shed. i mean, you weren’t dumb, but you weren’t that good in your studies either. you passed every subject, but barely. and your teacher thought it’d be a good idea for your enemy, ethan, to tutor you. both of you didn’t want it, but when the teacher mentioned extra credit, he immediately accepted. without your input. you were laying down on your bed, scrolling, when there was a knock on the dorm door.