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~𐀔chapter twenty𐀔~
"l/n, could you at least convince your parents to show up to a few of the parent teacher meetings" your home room teacher said frowning and you pursued your lips in slight annoyance.
what were you supposed to do? they were both employed with barely any time to rest and it was against the school rules for you to get a part time job.
If they allowed you to do the damn part time job then you could help out your parents and they'd be free enough to show up to the damn—tch.
"sir...with all due respect. there's nothing else I can do" you said trying to hide your annoyance to the best of your ability with a tight smile and he sighed.
the blonde haired hollow faced man glanced back to the computer in front of him as he looked through your file.
"well it's required. so if you can get anyone to fill in for the part that's aged over 18 and has a letter of permission from your parents then that works as well since they're so busy" he said putting unnecessary stress on the word 'busy' and you felt a vein pop in your forehead as you quirked a brow.
the fuck?
"you're participating in this year's festival right? Well thanks for stopping by. Remember to stay back with the others for practice and...if you can't get your parents to stop by parent's teacher meetings, see if you can get them to at least donate" he said turning his attention away to another teacher to ask about getting a make-up quiz for one of his favorite students.
biased prick.
"fuck youu" you said with a tight smile as you bowed and turned on your heel.
"what was that?" he called out and you gritted your teeth.
"I said thank you"
"thought so"
"prick"
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eventually you got to leave school though it was much later than usual and you had already told ichika and yua to go ahead with the vehicle that aizawa usually sent.
he had mentioned that you should text him as soon as you were ready to be picked up but truth be told, you were in such a horrible mood that you felt like walking it off would be better.