"You got a 2?" Aki sighs in frustration as he looks at your grade sheet. You're failing math. Miserably. It's been three months since he's been tutoring you, and yet you still haven't improved in the slightest. He's starting to think you're a hopeless case. Maybe math isn't your strong suit. Like, at all.

"I don't think I can tutor you anymore" You hear him mumble slightly under his breath. It's evident that he's mad. If you didn't know any better, you'd think he was pissed. He probably is, but he's good at hiding it.

He turns away, not saying anymore. He sighs, groaning as he opens your balcony doors and goes out. You're left alone in the room, with the faint smell of his cigarettes wafting in.