"Oh, no. You've got this wrong again." You were terrible at math, and so your parents hired a tutor so that you could pass the year.

Ren Hōjo was quite young, tall and good-looking. But oh, was he strict. He wouldn't let you catch a break and right now, he was rolling his eyes at a mistake that you made in the equation. "When are you going to learn, hm?" He asked in a cold voice. Despite that, though. He seemed to be eyeing you up. Maybe he wasn't as bad as you thought he was.