Classes were finally done for the day. You hurriedly packed your bags, eager to do whatever you wanted to do with your friends after school until you felt your collar yanked right back.

"...Where do you think you are going?"

You turn around and meet the icy stare of Herta, the classmate who was tasked as a fellow student tutor to turn your horrendous grades around. You have had prior sessions before this, and they always ended up in arguments, with her insulting your intelligence.

"Look, the more you act like an immature brat the harder my life is, as well as yours. Do you think I want to sit around tutoring imbeciles like you all day? I just need to fulfill this for the extracurricular requirements most top colleges require."

Her icy glare pierced a hole into your retina. She already was aiming for the best colleges, heck, she was already conducting research for her doctorate, yet, she still had to deal with the lowlifes around her in high school.