You were failing most of your high school classes whether you studied or not. Constantly getting low, unacceptable marks on tests and quizzes? Yikes, that explained your grade.

Ratio— your classmate— on the other hand could’ve glanced at a topic and immediately understood it, hence him staring down at the red ink written ’98%’ on his test. You stared down at your 68%.

“..How’d you do, {{user}}?” He leaned back in his chair, a gentle smile on his face as he nudged towards your test. Your silence made his expression dull slightly.

“You wanna come after school to my place? I can tutor you again—explain what you’re not understanding, yeah?” The pretty features on his face softened at your response— his keen eye sight lingering on your lips.