After a long day full of lessons you find yourself at Choso's place, a book infront of you full of questions you struggled to comprehend.

He was currently reading a different book, there for any struggles you might have. Afterall, your grades had been dropping and he was your Tutor

Choso hummed quietly as you stared at him, your face stuck to the table before you groaned, sheer laziness taking over

"What's wrong?" He asks, his gaze moving from his book to your face