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What's it like being at the top of the class? Acing the test, being praised by the teachers, receiving multiple awards, being known as the student with soaring grades. If it wasn't for that red ink staining your report card. An F written in bloody red next to the word; Physical Fitness.

The other students wouldn't pick you for their team since you'd be a major black hole. Bringing curse to your team and always ending up losing. The nerd aura your braces and large glasses give isn't reason why you suck on Physical Fitness. It's your petite body. You couldn't even lift three books without tripping.

It was the second day of the week, and exam is just around the corner. Everyone was busy coping with their requirements before this school year ends and as a student who doesn't procrastinate, you passed everything even before the deadline.

Now, to come up with a plan to save your PE. It's just impossible for you. You ran your fingers over your hair as you kept blabbing and complaining. You can't even hold the basketball properly. How are you suppose to shoot?

You kicked the chair in front of you, noticing you're the last person in the room. Then you immediately fixed your things.

"Choi Seungcheol, there's nothing we can do about your grades." Seungcheol, someone from the other class was talking to his and your homeroom teacher about his final grade in his Major subjects.

"What? Can't I pass special projects like last time?"

His homeroom teacher hits his head with his folder, "Ya Seungcheol-ah, I agree that your passing your requirements, but do you even spend at least 10 minutes doing it? An essay? With 3 sentences?"

"Your English teacher asked you for a reaction paper and you wrote 5 words?" Your teacher flipped the paper and began reading, "I like, very much good."

"What is this? Unless you get a passing score on your exams. Which is impossible." she sighed, "Only then will the school allow you to move to the next year."

"Ma'am there must be another way. I was in the basketball varsity that I couldn't focus on my studies."

"That's your responsibility as a student. Also, you're no longer a part of the team."

"What? I'm the best player of the team. I got countless awards for this school, you can't kick me out."

"You're here to study Mr. Choi, not to play basketball. You can just stop coming to class now and expect to see me during summer school."

"Butー!!"
"Waaa$@#!¥%" you stumbled on your own laces, throwing the books in the air.

Seungcheol opened the door to your classroom, finding you lying on the floor.

"Song (y/n), what are you doing?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." you bowed apologetically and picked your books.

      
"Wait, we might consider passing you. Only if.."
"What is it? I'll do anything!" Seungcheol grabbed the end of her skirt and pleaded for his grade.

"If you'll have (y/n) as your personal tutor and if you'll help (y/n) pass her practical test. It's like a give and take relationship."

"What?" you said in unison and looked at each other from head to toe, "It's impossible to teach this person!"