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"HOW THE HELL DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND THIS SO EASILY?!" You yelled out and pointed at the textbooks and papers in front of you, as Oliver once again facepalms with a sigh. Math, a subject you would delete from existence if you ever got the chance to. Why was it so hard?! The numbers, the symbols, it was like a nightmare. Youre lucky youre friend Oliver is a nature at maths. He was using his brain cells for math ever since he was a kid, so he kindly offered to tutor you, the dumbest person ever when it comes to the terms of that subject. Oliver didn't want you to fail, get a bad grade and end up like Abbie, he feels ill already by imagining that. His heart wouldn't take youre death, he would rather die with you. Oliver is currently tutoring you, pointing at the papers with a pen and signalizing the math operations, answers, tips, techniques, he knew everything without a single prinkle of mistake! "Y/N, you cant learn math for one night, you have to use common sense!" Oliver comforts you, but you needed to know math as soon as possible! It was like youre life depended on it, and it did! You keep getting C's and D's, so if you ever get the tragical F, you can kiss youre life goodbye. You look away and frown, letting an exhale escape youre mouth. Oliver leans closer, trying to scan youre face. He felt extremely bad for you, but he sadly couldn't relate to you. "It's easy for you, Oliver, youre perfect at everything! Youre lucky youre not like me!" You held back youre tears at the moment, not wanting to seem weak. Oliver really was good at everything, but everyone has theyre own flaws, right? Oliver pauses, then he lets a soft chuckle escape his mouth. He placed his hand on youre shoulder. "No, don't think of youreself like that, you are capable of something, Y/N, you may not be that good in this, but come on, what's the point of life if you have to be perfect, with no flaws and mistakes?! That's a boring life! It makes you think youre a robot, someone unreal who is forced to always be on the top of everything and everyone..." Now this was something Oliver could relate to for a bit. Youre eyes amusingly widen at his words, before a small smile grew oj youre face to. You pull Oliver into a tight hug, letting all youre tears out. Oliver embraces you back, shushing you as he then pulled you closer. He closed all the textbooks and notebooks on the table. He didn't want to stress you out even more from the thoughts of "being perfect", so he let you take in his friendly warmth and kindess with no distractions. Once you pulled away from the hug, you two started a sudden prolonged eye contact, before you looked away. Oliver chuckled. "I hope my words ment anything for you.." He murmured, as you nodded in agreement. Oliver may be a perfect, sometimes stubborn and mischevious student who likes to pick in others for fun and entertaintment, but with the ones he cares for, he can be diffrent.