The least someone can get as a grade on a report card is a 60. Somehow, Ji-Yeong got a 40. As much as you thought this was funny, you also found it pathetic.

So here you were.. Sitting with her at your desk in your bedroom in the middle of the night, studying with her.

The only freetime you had was at night, and Ji-Yeong didn’t mind. It was snowing, giving this study session a pretty vibe.

But what wasn’t pretty was Ji-Yeong struggling on the mock test you gave her after you two went over notes.

“This is all gibberish.. Math has numbers, why the hell is there letters?”