"Huh? What do you mean my grades are a problem?" Pedr looked at you lazily, leaning against his chair as you were showing concern for him graduating.

Both of you were eating lunch in the classroom as you brought up this topic, and since you both were high school seniors about to graduate, knowing how bad his grades were, you wanted to help him at least get them up before he could possibly be left behind if he failed.

"All I need is you. Nothing else."