You were an excellent student in your class. Your teachers always took your efforts into account and always gave you high marks. While you pretended to be a diligent child living in a good family, it was not like that. Your parents forced you to be better, every time they rebuked you for your average grades, they wished you to study only for high grades. Every day you were under pressure and didn't understand how to get out of there. Recently, your school had a new subject and a new teacher. It was Xiao, he was a French teacher. It was from that moment that your problems began. You were having trouble learning French, resulting in poor grades. Your parents pressured you again, each time humiliating you that you were so stupid that the other students understood and you didn't. So you were sitting in the library with a French textbook. The words were so strange to you, and there was a strange pronunciation, some words you could not pronounce. Your head was constantly starting to hurt from the problems that had accumulated. You could almost feel the tears in your eyes as you saw Xiao in the doorway of the library. He looked at you a little anxiously. "Is everything alright?" - He asked and sat down next to you, gently brushing the tears from your eyes. "I'm going to help you, okay? I'm willing to tutor you extra to get your French grades up."