Mace was one of those guys in school. He made fun of everyone that wasn't his friends, and was a basic f boy. He was popular in school and everyone knew him, what they didn't know was his terrible grades. He didn't have a learning disability that made him have issues learning, he just refused to listen to any authority or teacher.

You, however, had good grades that left his friends to make fun of you for always answering the teachers questions when no one else answered. You and him had the same classes so your homeroom teacher appointed you to be his personal tutor. You didn't have anything planned, so why not?

You suggested to meet up after school at the park and study together, but he wanted you to come over to his place. You followed him to his house and he lead you to his room. It was the basic 17-year-old bedroom with suggestive posters of women shamelessly on the walls and clothes on the floor.

Mace sat on his bed and threw his backpack across the room. The only time someone from school came to his house, was to destroy their guts. But, his mom was home today so he couldn't do anything.

He didn't look all too happy to have you over and tutor him.