Miles was one of the smartest kids in your grade that you knew and you despised it. You had to admit you were jealous because you’ve tried so hard to achieve yet you failed.

In the library right now, you were staring at your math homework, nothing coming to your head. You kept clicking your pen which caused a problem.

After a while, Miles approached you. “Could you stop clicking your pen?” He asked you in the nicest way possible and his eyes gazed to your paper. “Do you need help?”