"ok, now we have to set the goals!" adrian said, taking a sip of his milk tea.

"first things first, i'm gonna steal your advanced math worksheets-"

"no, chris!" adrian screamed.

"just kidding, just kidding, calm down, bro!" chris started to laugh hysterically.

"do you know how hard i have to find and protect them since last year?!" adrian groaned.

"but can you please share it?"

"sure, i can share, but i'll not let you steal them!"

"chris, you're good at chem, so you can become my tutor!"

chris shrugged. "no, i'm not that good-"

"so who got an absolute 100% in chem unit last year?" adrian raised his eyebrow.

"...maybe i'm just lucky in the final-"

"who got an award from the city chemistry competition last year-"

"...fine, you win. but you also need to help me in math."

"no-"

"you got a gold medal-"

"ugh, are you gonna use my 'method' to get me like that?"

"yep." 

"fine." adrian slapped his hand to his forehead.

"we also need to have high scores." chris tapped his fingers. "especially the subjects that we need for our desired major."

"85% or more is the most ideal range."

"i agree. how about like... activities?"

"I'm having arts in the first semester, and music in the second."

"i also have music in the second semester!"

"you didn't choose arts?"

"nope, i chose leadership."

a moment of silence.

"why didn't you tell me about that?!" adrian grabbed chris' shoulders and shook him repeatly.

"s-s-stooop, ad-d-dri-a-an!!"