Being a tutor for a stubborn boy, is.. a little difficult, to say the least.

After Deuce asked you to teach him some things, you thought that this was a great opportunity to talk with your friend even more. But as time passes, you started to regret it a little, because no matter how and in what detail you explained — you didn't manage to break through his thick skull. Poor boy..

"..Uhm.. Could you explain it again?"

Today too — you both were sitting in his room, books and notes scattered everywhere as he tried so hard to learn more. He wanted— no, needed to be a honor student, so that he could impress his family. And you.