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@Jaejoong Taeyeon walked into the library mumbling into her phone, he father was on the end scolding her for mistaking her school books. "Oppa! I already know, which book I need! You don't need to tell me again!" she shouted into the phone. Taeyeon covered and with her free hand covered the speaker. She looked around and saw a few people staring at her. Taeyeon chuckled under her breath and whispered furiously into her phone. "Oppa!!! Just leave me alone!!! You always told me what to do, I'm doing my own way now!!" Before her father had time to respond she hung up and unknowingly bumped into a strangers table making a pile of neatly staked books tumble onto the floor. "Ah. I'm so sorry!!" mumbled Taeyeon trying her hardest to be quiet. She bowed multiple times and picked up the books, placing them back on the table. Taeyeon flicked her forehead "I'm so sorry!! Is there anyway I can repay you...?" She asked, biting down on her bottom lip slightly.

@Taeyeon He sat at a library table by himself. A small stack of towers surrounded him. He was doing some research on new ways to help the kids learn habits that would help them deal with problem solving. His five subject notebook was halfway used, and had small tabs sticking out of it. He sat back in his chair for a moment and rubbed his eyes. He loved being able to work with kids; to help shape their minds. However, he took his job extremely seriously. He had been trying not to think about his co-workers and how they seemed to care so little about the responsibility they had been given. He let out a frustrated moan and got up. He started to pace around the table. To anyone else he probably would have looked like a well dressed madman. He stopped pacing and looked up, unknowingly making eye contact with a stranger. He had a eureka moment, and wasn't paying attention to what he was doing. A please smile spread on his face and he quickly dashed to his notebook and jotted down his idea.

@Lee Jieun "Glad I'm not everyone then." Kai said, rolling his eyes as he flicked off a stray droplet of water that had managed to get on his jacket. "I don't understand why you insist on working." He admitted, though they'd had this conversation a hundred times over. Kai had already offered to pay for anything she wanted, for reasons he refused to disclose to her. His parents ideals were not something she needed to concern herself with. He may not have agreed with his parents, but at the same time he knew his situation could be a lot worse so he tried his best to placate them. Difficult to do when the subject in question wouldn't just let him drop money on her whenever she needed it. Woman and their independent ideals, Kai honestly wished they could go back to a time period when woman were grateful for a man who'd pay for their every need. It would certainly make his life easier. "Don't you get tired of dealing with rude kids all day? And those books must get heavy after a while."

@Hayoung When posed as to how she had gotten so good at this, Diana had no answer. That would have probably sounded strange had she voiced it out loud but it was true! For as long as Diana could remember she had an affinity with numbers and there was no way she could explain why. Things like art didn't come easy to her and thigns like numbers, equations, science and other logical things did. "I guess... I was born with it?" she tried to explain only to smile sheepishly at how lame that sounded. Shaking her head she decided to brush it off, pulling out an evaluation work sheet she prepared for all her students depending on the grade they were in. "I'll need you to fill this out before we can continue. It'll tell me what we need to improve on and what we really need to focus. It's basically the basics of everything you learned in your course. Double sided, short answers. Can you do it?" Diana asked, sliding the sheet across the table towards her tutee.

@Admin⟡D.ana⟡ She felt herself relax. Maybe Diana wasn’t that intimidating after all. Her little speech even had Hayoung believing that math was a possible obstacle to overcome. That was saying something, considering the fact that she managed to score D’s and F’s (and one single C minus) all throughout her mathematical career. “You sounded kind of cool just now,” she laughed, resisting the urge to pat the younger girl on the head. Diana looked more her age when she wore that silly expression. “I felt like I was in an inspirational movie.” Her smile dimmed by several watts once Diana placed the text book on the table. Immediately, Hayoung felt a sense of utter dread wash over her. It was her natural response to numbers and calculations. Let’s see. . . what was the easiest way to tell the blonde that she struggled with the whole course? Would the other girl simply give up? She wasn’t sure if there was such thing as a hopeless case, but she knew she came pretty close to it. Hayoung directed her gaze to the ceiling, effectively tuning out the rest of Diana’s words. By the time the girl finished, all she recalled hearing was ‘functions.’ Hayoung blinked owlishly, effectively looking like a fish out of water. “Uh, can we start off with the basics?” She proposed weakly. “I think that might be best.” All the banana milk in the world probably wouldn’t make up for the torture she was about to put Diana through. “How did you get so good at this?” She eyed the problems on the page disdainfully. It was all Greek to her. “I can’t believe you’re still in high school!” A part of her wanted say, ‘I can’t believe I graduated,’ but Hayoung chose not to voice her thoughts.

@Head Admin⟡Kai⟡ Jumping in surprise as she heard her friend's voice come from behind her frail body, Jieun turned her head around to catch a glimpse of his tanned features, only to end up biting onto the inside of her lower lip at what he said. She hated making anyone wait, especially Jongin, but she couldn't really change her work schedule. "Sorry." she blurted out in a hushed and soft voice, widening her eyes the moment her book got stolen from her grip, trying as best as she could to take it back before she could hear the other ramble about how boring the books she read were. "They will never run out of romance novels, Jongin. Everybody loves them." she hugged her book close to her chest just like she was doing a few minutes earlier, once the latter gave it back to her.

Gazing up at Jongin, the young beauty frowned to herself for a moment, thinking it must be sad not to be able to feel anything towards others. Love was such a beautiful thing when reciprocated and even though she never even got the chance to live anything like it, Jieun still thought it was amazing. She got in the car once the boy opened the door for her, putting her seatbelt on as soon as she could before placing the books down on her lap. Her eyes found their way back to Jongin's face for a moment as she parted her lips, ready to speak out. "Thank you for picking me up." she nodded, the shadow of a smile appearing upon porcelain-like features. "I owe you one." she then added before she could turn her attention to the window, eyeing every single droplet of water that started falling from the sky, only to end up crashing against the cold, hard ground.

@Lee Jieun "It's about time, have you been working later recently or what?" Kai asked, stepping away from the building and walking up to his friend. He noticed the book in her hands was different than the one he saw her with last time and he promptly snatched it out of her hands and read the title. "Oh god, another romance novel? They haven't run out of those yet?" He asked, shaking his head and handing it right back to her. That was so utterly typical of Jieun, she was such a fluttery little romantic at heart. It was adorable, and that was probably why Kai was so protective of her. His shining moment in middle school when he sent some kid to the hospital for making her cry. Needless to say, she never got picked on again. Except by him. "Let's get in the car before it rains." He said opening the door for her, the only person in the world he would ever even get out of the car in the first place for. She really was spoiled ,as far as Kai was concerned. No one else got this kind of treatment from him, not even his school friends or his family.

@Head Admin⟡Kai⟡ The day was finally over and Jieun couldn't wait to go back to her place and take a warm bath all while reading a new book she had found earlier as she was placing the ones they received that day. It was something she always enjoyed- reading without anyone around to bother her. She kind of lived in her own little world and deep down inside, every time she read romance novels, she felt empty and sad. Nobody knew how much Jieun wanted to find true love so she could write her very own fairytale. The young girl wanted to have a reason to smile and for now, the only thing that was close enough to a soulmate, was the book she had in between her hands almost each and every night. But one day, one day it was going to happen and she didn't want to give up.

Sighing to herself, she pressed the books she was going to bring back home with her to her chest and then walked towards the exit. The moment she pushed the door open, the cold breeze brushed against her pale skin, making her smile for a second or so as she then gazed up at the sky, noticing how cloudy it was. "Why am I always so lucky?" she mumbled to herself, slowly shaking her head as she made her way down the stairs, hoping not to get caught by the rain before getting home. Fortunately, once she lifted her head back up, her eyes landed on a familiar car that was parked just in front of the library. "Could it be..?" she whispered, barely loud enough for anyone around her to hear. Knowing her friend was there, waiting for her kind of made her day a little bit better. She wouldn't have to walk all by herself in the cold, pouring rain. It was all thanks to Kim Jongin- the only male she actually appreciated.

@Hayoung Diana was amused by this girl. She seemed so ready to learn and yet so nonchalant all at once. She giggled as she tried to speak with the mouthful of crackers in and rose a hand to cover her pearly whites before she caused too much noise in the library. She didn't want to be reprimanded by anyone - let alone the security guard lurking around the parameters. That man had made it his mission to make everyone in the school miserable and if anything tipped him off in the slightest they were all done for. "You don't have to bring me anything," she assured her, though the thought of getting a carton of banana milk once a week was something she rather looked forward to.

"Hayoung~ah! It's my job to not let anyone fail their exams. Now I can't promise you anything, because it's unfair to promise you the future, I can try my darn hardest to teach you to the best of my abilities and help you get the best grade you can!" she assured the girl, her expression pulling into a taut, almost comical, look of determination with her lips curled in and her eyebrows furrowed and the slightest puff to her cheeks. She huffed a piece of hair out of her face and slugged open her math text book, getting down to the business. "Okay, so what about this course material do you struggle with the most? The functions? The -" she blabbed on the next few topics she assumed she was learning in her class, looking up every now and then to make sure she hadn't lost the girl.

@Admin⟡D.ana⟡ Hayoung watched with curious eyes as the blonde pulled out item after item from her bag. Did students really need that much? Hayoung remembered days where she didn’t even bring a pencil, let alone organize them according to type. It was easy to see how Diana was qualified as a tutor despite her age (not that academic skill depended on how well one organized her pens, of course.) This girl put Hayoung to shame. She heard her mother’s disapproving voice in her head. Slowly, she lowered her package of rice crackers. Something told her that Diana wasn’t to be messed with when it came to work. The last thing Hayoung wanted was to be scolded by someone three years younger than her.

Her worries were somewhat eased as Diana took the drink. “It’s the least I can do. I can bring an extra carton with me whenever we meet up,” she offered lightly. “It’s no trouble at all for what you’re doing.” Features brightening upon receiving approval, Hayoung returned to the crackers. She did her best not to make noises, but soon, the sounds of crunching filled the silence. Naturally, Diana chose that exact moment to pose her with a question. Hayoung opened to reply, but only gibberish and crumbs exited. Eyes watering as she swallowed the dry rice bits, Hayoung answered quickly, “Sorry, yes—that’s all! It’s actually my worst subject.” That was probably an understatement. Hayoung was downright /dreadful/. She rubbed her nape sheepishly. “I didn’t pass the class when I took it, so now I have to make it up.” Hayoung swiped the lingering crumbs from her lips before continuing. “There’s an exam in the next two weeks. I really can’t fail it!” She looked at Diana with hopeful eyes, not unlike a kicked puppy. “I’ll do my best! Please help me!”

@Admin⟡D.ana⟡ [You're fine bby ;u; *throws you in a casket*]

@Jeongmin () ughhh so slow with replies today because i'm so sore and dying
i'll reply to sung kyung hwen i wake up from the dead /shot


Diana bit her lip as she followed the now silent Jeongmin. It was a different atmosphere almost - or so it seemed, now that she had started walking with him. She tried to sing a song in her head to keep her distracted, tried to think of this present her older brother had bought her, tried to think of anything other than the fact that her shoelace was untied and they hadn't spoken in a while. It was only when Jeongmin asked her if she liked math that she interrupted her thoughts with a shrug. "I like it I suppose. But I'm more into environmental sciences and biology," she admitted, perking right up at the mention of what she wanted to do with her future. "I'm going to be a zoologist! Or a veterinarian! Or both I suppose... I could do both if I wanted to..." she trailed off, flushing red after showing her sheer excitement to finish school and get started. In order to get the attention away from her she turned to Jeongmin. It was always a ritual of hers to get to know her tutees' ambitions anyway. She used it as a drive material to get them to study. Some were harder to get through to than others but she imagined Jeongmin, with his kind smile and soft features, wouldn't be one of the harder ones. She could hope at least. "What about you? Do you know what you want to do in the future?" she asked, tilting her head to the side as they finally reached the outdoors.

@Admin⟡D.ana⟡ Jeongmin honestly hoped he wouldn't regret this. Though he'd already determined that his mother would be 'out', her presence was only ONE factor among others that led to his shame. The house- or more appropriately, the apartment- was incredibly shabby with the musings of underdone taste and out-dated appearance. Fixing up the furnishings was usually the LAST thing on his mind when it came to making payments for the very roof held over them. "That's fine," he agreed, knowing that now was the best time to do it... And who knows? Perhaps he'd catch on quickly enough so that he wouldn't even need her next time... Nodding curtly, he led them out the library as he ambled between tables. Since classes had ended a good half-hour ago, the halls were starched in silence- their footsteps serving as the only backdrop. "So you're good at math... Do you love the subject?" he inquired, genuinely curious to see if there really was ANYONE who enjoyed playing with numbers and figures. "Do you already know what field you want to go into when you graduate?" It was clear Diana was younger than he was, and already she was surpassing her seniors in their classes. Instead of embarrassing him, though, he felt sort of proud on her behalf- happy that out of the two of them, at least one of them could hold their own against calculus.

@Admin⟡D.ana⟡ [Gotchu. Will do]

@Jeongmin () just continue in the room until you get an apartment

@Admin⟡D.ana⟡ [Queeeeeeestion~ Shall we go to walls next? Or would you rather I make a decrepit apartment for Jeongmin here? XD]

@Hayoung Diana sighed in relief when the girl seemed to be forgiving, praising whoever was up there for her luck in this manner. She slid into her seat, tugging notebooks and text books out of her bag and spreading her pencils in the order she liked them to have. Pens on the right side, one blue, one red, one black. Ruler, calculator, eraser and white out on the top and pencils - mechanical and traditional - on the left with a sharpener. She was highly meticulous about this process and if anyone tried to set up for her she would end up cranky and no one wanted a cranky tutor when they were already doing bad in a subject and were expecting someone to help them.

When the banana milk got slid across the table she flushed in embarrassment, but graciously accepted the drink. Banana milk was probably her favourite drink of all time so this was definitely a nice thing to have after panicking for so long. At the mention of food Diana quickly waved her hand, not caring if someone ate. "Oh god for it... Honestly, who can study on an empty stomach anyway?" she asked, offering a smile and pulling out her list of kids that she tutored. "Remind me again... We're just doing math right?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.

@Jeongmin Diana was totally obtuse when it came to social situations. She had no in tuned sensor that let her know when a person was tensed or uncomfortable. She was literally the type of person who needed to have things shoved in her face and spoken to her directly before she actually understood which is probably why when Jeongmin tensed up at the mention of home tutoring and his eyes went nine hundred miles a minute while they flicked through a dozen thoughts she had absolutely no idea. She rolled on the balls of her feet, bouncing slightly while she waited upon an answer and beaming into a smile when he declared that it was fine. "Great! So I suppose... Uh, I-I suppose we can start our first session today, yeah? Since we're already here and all... And then we can schedule a weekly time that'll be most convenient for the both of us," she stated in as formal and professional a voice she could muster. Being so young, if she didn't try to at least assert her professionalism she would just be walked all over. Not that she wasn't already but that was an entirely different story. She gathered up her own text books, the ones that wouldn't fit in her bag, and slung the straps of said bag over her shoulders so it dangled heavily on her back. "I'll um... Let you lead the way," she said with a slight smile, tugging on the ends of her blonde hair.

@Admin⟡D.ana⟡ The sudden voice and appearance of the younger girl startled Hayoung. She lifted her head up swiftly, taking a sheet of paper up with her cheek in the process. After a few seconds of flailing, she managed to unstuck the paper from her face long enough to offer the other girl a proper greeting. “O-oh, hello! It’s fine!” She probably sounded just as winded as Diana, but it was more out of embarrassment than exhaustion. “You’re not late, don’t worry! I started studying.” As much as she disliked the subject, once their session officially began, Hayoung jumped straight to it. Whether or not she actually made progress was a different story. “Here, catch your breath.” Hayoung took up one of the folders lying on the desk and fanned the shorter girl a couple times. She looked like she was the one who just ran ten laps. It made Hayoung curious, but she decided against asking.

Suddenly, as if she just remembered something pleasant, Hayoung’s features brightened. “Oh!” Setting down the folder, she turned to rummage through her bag. After a few seconds of searching, she procured a box of banana milk and a box of rice crackers. “Here, drink this,” she pushed the miniature carton to the blonde. “You must be tired.” How could she have forgotten about snacks? And there she was, suffering all that time for nothing. “Um, these are mine,” she added quietly, pulling back the rice crackers. “. . . Can I eat them?” The question came out hesitantly. She wasn’t sure if Diana just wanted to get started on the lesson right away. Now that she found crackers in her bag, Hayoung had different priorities.

@Admin⟡D.ana⟡ Hearing the tinkling laughter pouring past petal pink lips, Jeongmin couldn't help but take it as a balm for his idiocy... A sort of tender mercy amidst his woeful misfortune. It was nice that Diana didn't further point out his obvious buffoonery, rather handling it with class and good grace. Smiling a bit wider now, he tilted his head in question. "So does this mean I'm on the path to becoming your favorite pupil? I mean if it gets me a better grade, then..." Chuckling, he shook his head, knowing that life was too cruel to work that way. But, dammit, if only it did. And he allowed himself to loosen up a bit as he regained whatever 'rhythm' he had, his confidence slowly floundering back to the surface until she... explained their situation. Immediately, he stiffened, his spine going ramrod straight and the muscles in his jaw clenching just a bit. He honestly hadn't even considered the prospect of him having to resort to home-tutoring... Yet here it was. Immediately, his brain was overloaded with images of torn, shag carpeting and faded upholstery, but even more so with depictions of a woman hunched over whatever odd surface could support her and the sorrow she hadn't seemed to bring herself out of. But wait... His mother was out today. He'd scheduled a session for her that afternoon and he'd been notified that today's would be quite longer due to some analysis. "S-Sure," he nodded, reaching out to collect the very items he'd just set down. "Yeah, that works! Let me just get my things and then we can go."

@Jeongmin Diana couldn't help but chuckle at all the stutters and flushing and general flustered state of the cute male in front of her. He was different than the ones she usually tutored. There was no disdain or anger or disapproval of being tutored by a girl younger than him on his face like there was with most others of her tutees. She let him take his books and papers by himself, setting what she had recollected onto the table for him to organize in her own time before bowing shallowly in greeting. "Well Jeongmin, this was an introduction I won't be forgetting any time soon," she said with lighthearted humour, shuffling in her uniform - god it was so hideous and made her stand out so much from the public school kids. She took this time to get a real look at the guy she was going to be tutoring, taking in his not too tall height (she no longer felt like an ultimate midget at least) and his shy mannerisms. He had dark hair that contoured a narrow face showcasing angled eyes with a deep brown colour that kept darting everywhere but in her direction which she found funny. "Well, I suppose I should say before we start that I'm booked solid for in school tutoring which means I can only do home tutoring from this point onward... I understand sometimes it poses challenges for people, but I really don't have any more in school tutoring slots open..." she explained, biting her lip and looking to her multiple text books on the table while she hoped it wouldn't be a bad situation for him.

@Admin⟡D.ana⟡ At least once out of an ordinary seven-day week, Jeongmin usually wishes the earth would spontaneously crumble into a perfect circle around him and devour him whole. And these were on GOOD weeks...

Even now he felt the same, but for an entirely different reason as his palms pressed against the worn burgundy carpeting. He'd met his unmistakably cute tutor. He'd tripped over himself in front of his unmistakably cute tutor. Now said unmistakably cute tutor was stooping- TO THE GROUND- to help him gather his things... Yup, Jeongmin was going to die any second now, as he practically willed a light fixture to come tumbling down on his head. "You- Wait, no! You don't have to apologize... In fact, you don't have to do /that/ either," he said, nodding at the books she was gathering. Immediately, his hand flashed out to swipe up the rest of the wreckage before he heaved out a small laugh. "To be honest, I guess I am," he admitted, because really though he wasn't expecting such a nice girl to be the one working him through matrices and such... Poor thing. Coughing awkwardly into his fist, he ascended from his kneeling position and arranged his items back in their haphazard state on the desk. Turning he held a hand out towards, the girl- Diana, she said?- and flashed a grin her way. "I'm Jeongmin... Lee Jeongmin, but uh- I guess you already figured as much," he shrugged. Damn, he was already making such a fool of himself. He practically made 'get it together' his mental mantra lest he bring the walls around them down to rubble just because he couldn't handle a girl... What the hell was he, five? She didn't have cooties... He could do this. He /had/ to do this.

@Hayoung Diana was running late. She was panting as she ran up the stairs to the third floor of the library where all the kids she tutored waited for her. This was the first time she wasn't punctual for a meeting but she blamed her teacher. He had been lecturing her about the advantages of dropping more of her high school classes in favour of university ones. She didn't have the guts to tell him that she didn't feel like explaining that she didn't want to take on the extra work load. She couldn't handle it. She had already been forced to give up swimming for the sake of her parents' dreams and now she was having to tutor five people at a time on top of her extra classes - it was far too much for a fifteen year old girl to juggle. To think that she didn't have a social life and she was drowning.

Huffing and puffing, she ran into the tutoring center, finding only one sole girl at a table while others were scattered here and there around her. SHe sighed and walked to the table, a little shame filled and set down her bag, pushing her fingers through her wrangly, blonde hair to push the flyaways out of her face. "I'm so sorry I'm late," she gasped, sighing and taking a seat. "I would have been earlier but I got caught up with a teacher. I'm - I-I'm Diana, and you must be... Hayoung, yes?" she asked, glancing to the list in her hands.

@Jeongmin () You're just perfectttt ;A; also i'm laughing because you were one of my matches on the personality quiz XD

It appeared to be that she had caught the man off guard. It had never happened to her before where someone was so flustered upon meeting her. But then again, usually she was tutoring people that were older than her and she was treated with a fair amount of disregard and disdain. She couldn't understand why when all she was doing was trying to help them, btu whatever, it wasn't like she was complaining. It was buying her volunteer hours for her university applications. "Ah, yes, I'm Diana and I'm your tutor," she confirmed with a shy smile only to blink when he stood up and caught his foot on the chair. She reached out instinctively with a hand to try and help him but it all seemed to barrel down and get worse as he slapped his hands on his books and sent papers flying everywhere. The noise was so loud Diana cringed and mentally apologized to all the people that might have been disturbed by it. Nevertheless, it wasn't in her nature to let someone crawl back to dignity on their own and she set her mound of text books down quickly with her bag before going on all fours to help sweep up the papers before they got too far. "Oh my god... I'm so sorry," she squeaked, her face flushed red from second hand embarrassment while she apologized for reasons even she couldn't figure out. "Uh, I uh... I guess you're excited for tutoring?" she tried putting forward, attempting to lighten up the mood which had escalated from 0 to 100 realll quick.

@Admin⟡D.ana⟡ [WAITWHAT? WHATHAVEIDONEBBY? ;U;]

Jeongmin had sincerely tried his best to disregard the pretty girl traipsing up to him, lest he miss his trollop of a tutor in her stead. But much to his misfortune, she approached his very table, yet his eyes found themselves fixated on one particular shelf of politically historical figures- suddenly intrigued on naming just how many he knew nothing of. Upon hearing himself addressed, he finally looked her way... Only to be caught gaping like an air-trodden trout. Wait. "Y-you're my tutor?" he asked, eyes widened as he barely refrained from looking her over. Suddenly his mind snapped itself back on his brain stem, and he at least found the sense to stand and properly introduce himself. Shuffling to his feet, he pushed out his chair and took a step forward, his arm already extended in greeting and bright smile slapped onto his face... Only for the toe of his shoe to catch the leg of his chair in a rather ungraceful waltz that ended in him careening towards the floor. Dammitdammitdammitdammitdammitdammit... "Sorry about that!" he acquiesced, scrambling to his feet and gripping the edge of the table for purchase... It was a shame, though, that his fingers found the slippery ends of a textbook instead. It slid immediately, banishing right back on the floor with the accompaniment of a few books and papers.

@Admin⟡D.ana⟡ Hayoung combed her fingers through her hair in frustration. What on earth is a derivative? She didn’t remember learning this at /all/. That was probably a bad sign. With a heavy sigh, she leaned back against her seat, doing her best to balance her pencil between her nose and upper lip. She really didn’t understand why she had to take this course again. Once she left high school, she figured that she was free of homework assignments and tests for good. Yet, here she was, camped out in the library when she should have been home eating dinner. She knew however, if her mom found her back at home, she would be given a severe scolding. It was her fault for not passing this class in the first place. Unfortunately, that didn’t make her any more enthusiastic about the subject. She hoped that her tutor would come through. According to her wris_____ch, the girl should be here any minute. Upon learning that said tutor was younger than her, Hayoung did feel a bit embarrassed, but she wasn’t in a position to be prideful.

She glanced around the quiet room. It was starting to get to her. There were only a few people present, considering the time. The empty space only reminded Hayoung of the void in her stomach. Out of despair, she dropped her head down onto the textbook. She’d rather run ten laps around the track than do this.

@Jeongmin () ughhhh why are you so perfect sobs

Diana had been quickly and efficiently pointed out to the boy in need who had been signed up (willingly or forcibly, she had yet to figure out) for tutoring in math. One of her favourite subjects. Unfortunately, all of her school time slots were booked solid for the year and unless she had a student drop out she would need to home tutor this person. She walked towards him, practically looking right at him only to find he was looking away. She tugged on the ends of one of her braids, huffing silently and walking towards him with her books clutched to her chest. "Um, excuse me?" she asked quietly, clearing . "You're... You're Jeongmin right? The student I'm meant to be tutoring?" She tilted her head to the side, hoping she hadn't followed the pointing finger of her teacher to the wrong place. But then again, he was one of the only people around here in this area, so if she got it wrong then she would need to go back to her optometrist and get her eyes checked.

@Admin⟡D.ana⟡ Jeongmin huffed for about the umpteenth time, eyes closing amidst the stray rays of sunlight streaming through the parted blinds. He could hardly see the small cherrywood table beneath the stacks of books and notes he'd laid out like some carnal wreckage from a battle with math. And here he was, strewn along one of the library's chairs like some sort of martyr. He couldn't help but hope the tutor didn't show up. Not as if he wanted to fail his class or anything, but somehow it occurred to him that maybe without the tutor he could avoid this just a bit longer... Peering around, he glanced for anyone who fit the description of a stereotypical 'tutor'. If a male, probably short and stalky with wire-rimmed glasses and cheese bits still clinging to his retainer. If a female, somewhere near the same description but with pigtails... Or something. Instead he leaned back a bit, glancing up just in time for a lovely and slim, fair-haired girl to walk amidst the entrance. He eyed her for a moment, immediately marking her off the list of potentials.

Whoever the hell his tutor was, it sure wasn't this one.