~(YOUR POV)~
I stared at my paper in disbelief. Failed. Again.
I slammed my face on the table and let out a groan. "What the hell will I tell my mom now??"
"Easy, grab your clothes and leave the house"
"Not helping Yoongi. Well, whatever, math is the only subject I'm bad at anyways. I'm already failing this subject, what's the matter if I get another shitty score? I just can't understand Mr. Kim's lessons"
Yoongi chuckled and gave me finger guns "and that's why we're best buds."
"Right. Anyway, I Better go, mom got me a home tutor"
"Sucks. See ya."
I grabbed my bag and shoved my paper in there "bye"
I went home and saw that I was home alone. Since that was the case, I decided to wear a pair of black leggings partnered with a lazy oversized shirt. While I was preparing the table, the doorbell rang.
Upon answering the door, Mr. Kim Namjoon's smiling face boomed at me.
"Hello Ms y/l/n, I'm your private tutor"
"...I can see that sir, please come in."
He did as I said and I closed the door behind him.
"So what do we study first?" I asked as we entered my room.
The two of us sat down on the carpeted floor.
"Based on your scores, I suggest we start with trigonometry. You got the basics down, but it's the application troubling you"
Mr Kim taught me the whole topic very well and I managed to understand it without a problem.
"You're doing well, y/n"
"Thanks. "
"If you're this quick in learning my lessons, why can't you do the same in school?" I replied with a shrug
"Dunno. Probably because I can focus more when I'm taught individually?"
"I see. Well, I'm glad to see we're making progress"
"Can we take a break? I'm hungry. I'll go get us something to eat"
"We're done for the day, so you ca-" I cut him off
"Coffee latte, right? Wait here"
I stood up and went down to the kitchen. I quickly fixed us some snacks and placed them all in a tray. I went up to my room and saw Mr. Kim sitting uncomfortably on the ground.
"Sir, are you okay?"
"I-I'm fine"
"If the ground is too uncomfortable p, you can have a seat on my bean bag, you know"
She shook his head and sipped his coffee "I'm okay"
I sat on the bed by myself and bit into a cookie "okay then"
The silence was unbearable so I decided to ask some questions.
"Mr. Kim, how old are you?"
"25"
"Huh...then considering you're a graduate of a four year course, shouldn't you be in 4th year college only?"
"I got promoted a year ahead back when I was in elementary"
I nodded in understanding "that makes sense. By the way, is it true you graduated in Yule High? I heard rumors that this school is your alma mater"
