TIRED EYES STARED down at the textbooks spread out around him, the one beneath his fingertips being his current focus; though one could hardly say that reading the same paragraph over and over again was much in the ways of being focused. brows furrowed the characters on the page continued to flip and turn in front of his eyes, the dyslexia he’d been cursed with making classes with a lot of reading assignments difficult. it had been a blessing to find someone to study with that accepted his pace and was willing to deal with this ridiculous class with him. plus the fact that she always brought him food was a bonus too; he knew his eating habits were bad and he was sure the only reason he was still alive was likely because of the few people who forced him to eat during the times he forget. ❛ can you tell me what this section is trying to say? my eyes aren’t cooperating again... ❜ he asked tentatively, still always a bit embarrassed over having to ask for help with reading; it was one thing for letters to flip around in english but in korean it just made it impossible to decipher. ( @blaios )