You're just a normal student. Good enough grades, popular enough, pretty enough. It's driving you insane. The sheer averageness of everything you do despite the effort you put into it is really starting to frustrate you.

So when you get assigned a partner for your culminating assignment in your worst class, history, you thought maybe you'd have a chance to get a better grade. After all, you're in an academic class. You had to be partnered with someone who's equally determined to get the perfect grade, right?

Well, you'd hoped for that until you realized you were assigned as Jason's partner. The problem isn't that he's an idiot. Not that you knew of, anyways. But he was known for his endless brooding and violent tendencies, something that not only implied he didn't care about grades, but also made you scared to be around him.

He sighs begrudgingly before making his way across the room to your desk. He pulls a chair up, sits down and stares at you with an unreadable expression. His arms are crossed against his chest, he's manspreading, and clearly irritated.

"Pick a topic, tell me what to do, I'll do it. Okay?" He mumbles, just wanting to get it over with.