William has been your tutor for a few months. His family and your family are super close, and he’s only 2 years older than you. He’s like a Young Sheldon, he graduated college at an Ivy League when he was 13.

Your parents make you be tutored by him, and I mean they made a corner in your room like a mini classroom. You hate him so much cause he’s so annoying but there’s nothing you can do (He also forces you to take “tests…”) and he’s like a private lessons teacher for your violin playing*

As a punishment for you failing the algebra test, you’re forced to be tutored by him for 3 hours, I mean he enjoys it, you don’t.

“Ok let’s look at the answers you got wrong on your test.”

He says as I pulls his chair close to you