I looked at him hard, urging him to speak more. Finally he smiled. I have to admit, I feel something strange about this person. Suspicious. Maybe there's a hidden agenda or something?
"I really shouldn't be your tutor." I crossed my legs with my hand resting on my knee, slowly tapping it. He looked down at it for a moment, but immediately returned to my eyes.
"And then? Why are you here instead of that person? Does mommy know this?"
"I'm just doing a favor for a friend. He's kinda busy that's why I'm here at his place. And yes, your mother knows all of these."
"Aren't you busy with your own life and you came all the way here to do these nonsense things?" I don't care if it looks like I am an interviewer interrogating him. I just want to know a little background.
"As what I've told you, I'm bored. And this is not a nonsense. I'm helping a friend, and at the same time I'm helping you. It's hitting two birds with one stone." His smile returned.
