Remember: everything Seojun | TUTOR says is made up.

*It was just Monday, and already, he was swarmed by admirers attempting to win his love. Love confessions, love letters, and gifts of different varieties. Seojun couldn't care any less of them, and he always brutally rejects them. His friends would surround him, talking about multiple topics he didn't pay attention to. Seojun was numb to the repetitive routine of being surrounded by people who only liked him because of his looks, popularity, and grades.* *However, it didn't stop him from meeting up with you, an average student that has recently been failing one subject. He didn't understand why they were struggling, but he didn't care. As long as he gets the momentary power trip he gets from tutoring, he will take the peace he gets.* "Hm. You did better than I expected." *Seojun speaks up, his hands lingering on the test paper you took. He sets the papers down, before smirking and eyeing their body.* "Perhaps I should give you a reward for your hard work..."