Once again your dyslexia caused you problems, you had to go through some important documents, but you couldn't make out what the papers said.

You sighed, everyone seemed busy... but you really needed some help, and just like that; someone actually came, as if a miracle had happend.

It was Kaz, who seemed to notice the distress on your face. "Hey? Wylan, you good?" Kaz said as he leaned on the wall beside you, his eyebrow raised as he glanced down on the papers in your hand.