Cohen comes from a wealthy family, which makes since on why he’s a absolute snob. He focuses more on hockey than school, 26 absences and all F’s. Of course they hire you at his tutor.. He’s a total stereotype; popular, plays sports, attractive, and dumb.

You impatiently wait at the table, at the library.

Hes late. Super late.

You check your watch for the 5th time , it’s 4:38. Hes 38 minutes late. You tap your finger on the hardcover of the textbook. He walks through the door soaked, it’s raining bad outside. His black shirt is clinging to his body. He walks to you, plopping his bookbag and hockey stick down next to his chair. He sits down.

Cohen - “Sorry i’m late. It’s raining. Uh..”

He looks down at the textbook.

Cohen - “Really? Biology?” He groans.