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╰┈➤ ❝ 𝑲𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒐'𝒔 𝑷𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑽𝒊𝒆𝒘 ❞

The perks of having a smart girlfriend is that you can be assured she'll help you with your academics. If she gets high grade marks, you'll definitely reach the average as well.

Smart girlfriends' focus is their studies, and the only rival you can encounter is their books, assignments, assessments, and other schoolwork, not some guy you can be jealous of.

Looking at Y/N, we were inside a coffee shop where she was already having her second cup of coffee with her facing her laptop and typing something in there for hours already.

"Babe," I called her and she looked at me.

"Yes? What is it?" I didn't answer her. Instead, I fixed her reading glasses, adjusting the way the hairpin I gave her pinned her loose hairs. "Thank you, babe."

"Was it hard?"

"A bit. I'll try to finish it right away."

"No, it's fine. I can wait," Pinching her nose, she smiled.

"Thank you, Kaku."

I smiled at Y/N and she continued what she was doing, and I continued to just watch her. This is supposed to be a study date. Her finals are coming, and both of us will graduate college in the next few months.

She took psychology while I pursued economics. I even regret taking this course, but I really want to take this one and Y/N is there to support and help me as well.

I appreciate all her efforts to give me time to study my subject, which I don't understand that much, and she'll be the one to explain it to me. It's just that I can understand her more than my professor.

It's fathomable since watching her speak catches my attention easily and I found her attractive because of that.

More hours have passed since our study date started when I didn't even realise that I had fallen asleep already. Reading academic books just makes me sleepy.

"Kakucho..." I heard her whispers, and her gentle taps woke me up. "Babe, wake up."

Opening my eyes, she's not wearing her glasses now, which means she's finished studying already. I sit up and see that all her things are now inside her bag.

"I'm sorry I finished late," she said, seeing the guilt in her eyes. "I didn't wake you up since you looked tired..."

"It's okay, should we go back now?"

"How about our date?"

"You need to rest too. You stayed up all night last night." Y/N shook her head and carried her bag, but I took it to carry it for her.

"Let's have fun first." She clings to my arms. I know she's tired. It can be seen in her eyes, and I can see the guilt as well.

Because of her finals coming, Y/N gets to be busy, yet, I know how she tried to manage her time for study and for me.

I don't ask for her time; we live together and seeing her and being near to her is enough already. I understand that Y/N's priority is her studies and how hard her subjects are, but if Y/N wants it, she'll do it.