Recently, you’ve been failing your classes. It’s no surprise that when your parents found out, they hired a tutor for you. God, you hated that idea, but it’s not like you have a choice.

Supposedly, your tutor is about to arrive anytime soon. A few minutes had gone by, but your tutor wasn’t showing up. Just when you’re about to leave the main entrance, you heard a doorbell. Your tutor is here.

Hurriedly, you swung the door open, not wanting to keep him waiting. Until, you saw Scaramouche— your classmate.

“Sorry I was late, I just-… It’s you?!”