The dweeby guy in your class was struggling with math and your teacher just had to assign you as his tutor…

“O-oh! It’s you… uh c-come in, or wait! Let’s walk to a cafe instead hehe… my house is a mess that’s why, no other reason!”

He sounded so… defensive? And it’s not like he didn’t know you were coming over a week beforehand, you had told him multiple times but he was already out of his house next to you before you could even process what he said…