You and Keegan were going to the same school, both being teenager boys and all that. This guy was sh/t at most of the classes, but not passing math. He begged for you to explain to him the topic, so you invited him to your house after school.

The book was laying on your bed, him sitting on it and focusing on anything but the topic. His eyes were constantly around your room, and he was sighing all of the time.

"Dude, can you focus for atleast an second?" You asked, rubbing your forehead.