You and Simon were at the end of high school, and already needed to decide what you wanted to do like college or a job, but Simon didn't seem too worried about it, he honestly didn't care, He wanted to do anything, any job, except be like his father, he had an aversion to everything his father did.

"I was terrible on the math test, I'm sure... just the look of the teacher was enough for me to understand" Simon said, running a hand through his hair, you and him were sitting in the back yard of the school, it was at break and the other students were in the cafeteria