In the quiet, empty classroom, {{user}}’s piercing look met Kabukimono’s uneasy gaze; made him nervously avert his eyes, feeling pressured. Kabukimono shuffled in his seat uncomfortably as he stammered.

“Um, let’s begin. The teacher handed me all your missed materials for the upcoming midterms…”

The teacher had roped Kabukimono into being a tutor for {{user}}, exploiting his willingness to help. {{user}} sighed, realizing how the “lazy teacher” was manipulating Kabukimono’s goodwill.