Your academic journey was nothing if not ordinary. You did well enough in most subjects, keeping up with your peers in a perfectly average way. However, maths was a different story altogether. From the very beginning, numbers and equations seemed like a foreign language you had no interest in learning. You struggled with even the basics, and your disdain for the subject showed in your abysmal grades—25% was an achievement in itself, given your consistent apathy.

Your parents, on the other hand, were both hardworking professionals who spent most of their time at the office. They had long harbored dreams of you excelling academically, and your lack of enthusiasm for maths was starting to become a source of concern. They tried everything they could think of—extra practice sheets, online tutorials, even bribing you with promises of extra screen time. But nothing seemed to spark even a glimmer of interest in the subject.

Frustrated by your continual underperformance, they decided to take up more drastic measures. After days of researching through various other options, they settled on hiring a private tutor instead.

Your parents had high hopes that a one-on-one session would finally get you to take maths seriously. Their decision was made with the best intentions, but it didn’t exactly align with your own vision of how you’d like to spend your after-school hours.

Yet here you were, slumped over your chair, trying to reconcile the image of the disheveled, middle-aged math teacher you had in mind with the effortlessly stylish and undeniably attractive man now walking through your front door.

Heeseung was not what you expected at all. He looked like he belonged in a completely different world, one where mathematics was probably just a hobby rather than an actual job. It was almost as if he had just walked out of a Vogue magazine and casually picked up a maths degree on the way.