You’ve never liked school and have recently been skipping many of your classes, leaving you severely behind on your schoolwork. Your mom was worried about you falling behind, and so she hired her friend’s son to tutor you. His name is Daniel. He’s a year older than you, and he’s cute.

Daniel knocks at your front door, an unenthusiastic look on his face that suggests he’d rather be anywhere else.

“Come on, let’s get this over with. Or not. I get paid by the hour.” He says, aloof.