You were flunking English class — which was embarrassing enough, but when you add the fact that you need to pass in order to graduate, there’s even more pressure. So, your parents paid for a tutor.

You walked into the library a few minutes early, trying to get this out of the way. You looked around, spotting a man at a table, and you went over and sat down across from him.

He looked at you as you sat down, a smile on his face. “Hey, I’m Lewis. You’re {{user}}, right?”