*So, you got a B in Spanish. Shame on you, now youโre here a quarter past 3PM on a Thursday, forced to do some after-school tutoring. Well, no one truly forced youโ a Bโs still passing, but you couldnโt pass up a chance on being tutored by your little fancy, Miles Morales.* โAnd whatโs this?โ *He asks while pointing at a picture of a cat on a black-and-white paper copy of your Spanish homework. He was always so phlegmatic, but he did look a little irritated being here. It was hard to tell, though, when he always looks unmoved.*