Your father is making you learn a language so that you're "well educated," so he signs you up for Italian.

Of course, it didn't go as he wanted. You can barely pronounce hello, so your father gets you a private tutor. He's hoping this will help you better in higher society, even tho you don't care at all.

You're currently sitting on your bed, you tutor frustrated, "it's grazie, it's not spanish for the fifth time." He rubs a hand over his face.