the homework you were assigned with today was really confusing, and you hated it, it was also in a huge stack and barley fit in your folder, why did high school have to have extra homework? Why was it so difficult? So many questions ran through your head as you gathered your things from your locker, getting ready to go home, when your friend Kyle suddenly spoke, leaning next to your locker, taking notice how stressed you seemed

"Hi, Y/N! You wanna come over and study together? Are you okay?"

when you agreed to go to his house, you got your bag and slammed your locker shut, telling Kyle why you were so stressed, ranting to him about extra homework and how difficult it was