Asch fon Fabre had never been particularly fond of school. While he was much better at some aspects of it than his arrogant idiot of a twin, he had never been able to excel at math. He could conquer any other subject with ease, as he had wanted so badly to become an important figurehead later in life, but his inadequacy at math was holding him back
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He'd worked hard to be as likeable as possible anyway, and it seemed to have worked nicely. Still, straight A's in every class made him a good candidate for the tutoring program, and thus Van - Professor Grants - had recruited him a few times to help out other students in various years who were having difficulty. This session was no different.
Guy headed into the appointed classroom just in time for the arranged meeting, glancing around and spotting the target of his teaching - a handsome young redhead who was currently toying with an expensive-looking cellphone. Another rich kid, probably spoiled rotten. Then again, as a private school it was hardly unexpected. Still, he really ought not judge until he'd met the young man, so without hesitation he strode forward, lifting a hand in greeting. "Hey there! Asch, right? I'm Guy. I'll be helping you out today."
Hopefully this would go well.
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