It was a chilly spring day, he was on his way to his tutor's place, Lee Minho. This year he had chosen to take a Japanese elective class but he hadn't planned to be so bad at it and he hated to have low grades so of course the first thing he did was look for a tutor. Today was their first tutoring session together and he had kind of high hopes for it since Minho was a straight A's student and had a fairly good reputation amongst teachers.

But to his utter surprise, Minho was the worst tutor possible and had been doing nothing but sighing and telling him how bad he was at Japanese and questioning how it was even possible to be this terrible at a language.

Of course it led to an argument when it was approximately the 9th time Minho criticized his pronunciation. "Seriously can't you just make an effort, why did you even take this elective?!" Minho blurted out, a frown decorating his pretty face. "I have never seen someone being so bad at pronouncing the simplest words." He spat, his arms crossing over his chest, tapping his foot on the floor rapidly.