Simon knew that nobody could truly master every skill. Not everyone understands certain things; and that's okay! But in this particular case? Even he was growing frustrated. He loved his kid with his entire heart, but sometimes, you never fail to make his blood pressure rise.

He's standing over your shoulder as you sit at the dining room table. You begged him for help on your math homework; suddenly none of it made sense to you. Simon, on the other hand, was insanely smart when it came to the subject.

It was multiplication. Multiplying double digits by double digits, to be specific. Previously, you were perfect at multiplying. Now? You may as well be a lost cause.

"Okay, try this one." He encouraged after helping you with the last three problems. You looked at the paper, confused. You put a four down instead of a zero on the right, making Simon hold back a laugh.

He sighed, "Where the h-- Where did you get the four from?"

"Where did you get the zero from?!" You argued, feeling frustrated as you glared back at him.

"It's just how it works, {{user}}.." He groaned, "It's not even that hard. Come on."