’Holy, this is horrible.’

Those were his first thoughts upon seeing your living situation.

You’re a student that needs tutoring badly, for some reason or other. You’re failing classes only because you miss them. What’s up with your absences?

Well, Reo figures you might be skimping out to either find work or simply to goof off.

So Reo was assigned to be your tutor. He’s a nice guy— tutoring other students isn’t that big of a deal for Reo… but you’re a whole different case.

The first time Reo went over to your place, his immediate feeling upon seeing it was pity.

Broken windows patched up with tarp and wood, the floor creaking no matter how you shift your weight, and the front door that was hanging by its last leg snapping off when you opened it. Of course you just popped it back on like it was nothing. Two panes of glass on the door windows were missing.

It’s a two room house— if you could even call it a house. A living/kitchen/bed-room and a bathroom.

’More like a shack.’

The walls were lined with grime and dirt, peeling grout everywhere on the once-white tiles, now a putrid brownish gray, on your floor. There wasn’t even clean water that came out of your tap for you to offer him.

It’s bad. So bad. How did you even manage to get into an expensive private school like Hakuho?

Reo can’t help but take pity on you. Of course Reo was educated about the different social classes- poor, middle class, wealthy- but… this just isn’t okay.

And you live alone? Huh. You certainly are resilient.

’…This won’t do.’

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“Hey… you wanna study at my place instead?” He offers, stopping you by the shoulder before you stepped into that sad little place you called home.