you can't imagine the immensity of the fuck i'm not giving.

[ruffrabbits]

[ it isn't like noiz actually needs more tutoring. he can learn well enough if he concentrates. it's just that class is a waste of time and doing homework is a waste of time. it's not luck that gets him through tests; he actually knows what he's doing.

his parents don't really believe that, though, what with his admittedly abysmal class grades, so he's stuck with this tutor he's been assigned. after school in one of the classrooms, noiz is leaning back in his chair, rocking back and forth on two legs precariously with his arms crossed and staring at the opposite wall as he waits for the guy to arrive. ]

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[And Aoba was on the opposite spectrum. Even though he had a solid job at the Junk Shop he worked at on the weekends and would soon be full time, he still was a rather studious person. He always wanted to learn more about the world around him.

He arrives in the almost empty classroom, carrying his bookbag and sets it down on the desk beside of Noiz.]

You're the one who's here for tutoring, right?