You reigned supreme as the most popular student at Laimore High, where your social life and appearance overshadowed academics. Usually, a few C's were the extent of your academic woes, but this year was a disaster. You were failing every class. Your parents, finally at their wit's end, tightened the reins. To make matters worse, they hired a tutor: Alaric. Rumors had circulated about an attractive, nerdy loner a year ahead of you. Could Alaric be him? He certainly fit the description.

Today marked your seventh tutoring session, and the sting of failing your math test was sharp. You dreaded Alaric's potential disappointment. A knock echoed through the door. He was here.