You’re failing this class.

“What?”

I'm really sorry if that's weird for you to hear, Ms. Beesly. But you needed to hear it. Probably not good timing. I know that, I just--

“What are you doing? What do you expect me to say to that?”

I just needed you to know. Before you got your final report card.

 “Well, I, um- I... I can't do make up work?”

Yeah.

“You have no idea...”

Don't do that.

 “…what my art hobby means to me.”

Come on. I don't wanna hear that. I want your passion for graphic design and all things art-related to be more than that.

“I can't. I'm really sorry if you misinterpreted my level of dedication to art as a career. It's probably my fault.”

Not your fault. I'm sorry if I misinterpreted...(wipes a tear)...your artistic talent.