Nanami Kento One Shot Collection

Tutorial Class

Algebra, a branch of Mathematics that consists of complexity of numbers with letters. Now, I wonder why do we have to learn this one. Is basic mathematics already be enough in our daily lives? And can this subject be any harder? My life is already hard enough and I am failing this one. This is the only subject that I have to focus on right now. I aced all of them except for Math! And because of this, I have to attend Mr. Kento's tutorial class. The worst part, I have to stay over for another hour for one on one tutorial. That's how hard Math is for me.

The tutorial class is not really a tutorial class. Mostly girls will try to get a failing grade so they could be enrolled with this one so they could swoon over Mr. Big Guy. Well, I must say, Mr. Kento is not just smart but also handsome, strong, and those biceps, oh, they are to die for. I am telling the truth, though, that I am not good at Math but I'm trying my best to have good grades. The girls will get jealous of me because of that another one hour tutorial with him. Not my fault. I have to try hard so I could get the car that I want.

Anyways, here I am, waiting for him in the classroom for another day of tutorial. It's been 15 minutes already and I realized I am the only one waiting. Maybe those girls are going shopping. Well, I'll just take a nap for a while.

I woke up by the feeling that someone is looking at me. I looked at my watch and it read 6:30. I groaned and stretched still, I am the only one in the room. I was yawning and scanning when I saw Mr. Kento on his table reading a book.

"Oh, my gosh. I'm so sorry, Mr. K.," I said as I stood up bowing. That is so embarassing.

"It's okay. Weren't you told that I cancelled the class today?," he replied as he put down the book.

I stood up straight and looked at him, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't. But can you still teach me? I have so many clarifications about our topic for today and --"

I was trailed off by the sound of thunder and the rain falling too hard on the roof. I looked at the window, at him, and started bowing again, "I'm so sorry I have to --" he cutted me off.

"No worries. And since it's raining, might as well use the time for learning." My face lit up when he said that. He went to my table, got my book and pens, and I started learning.

"Yes! After a week, I finally understood everything," I exclaimed. I am so happy with myself. Hopefully everything I learn here will be out in the exam. I looked at the time and it read 8 o'clock.

"Shit, it's already late," I said.

"No swearing."

"And the rain still not stopping. Fuck."

"I said no swearing."

"I have to go home, shit, shit, shit," I said while putting my things inside my bag when Mr. Kento grabbed my arm and turned me around facing him.

"I said no swearing."

We were so close that we could almost kiss each other. He smelled of strawberries. My God, I do wanted to kiss him. His poppy lips are very inviting. I slowly leaned a little closer. My heart is beating so fast. I felt like any minute now I'm going to pass out because of not having enough oxygen. To tell you the truth, I do have a huge crush on Mr. K. I mean who wouldn't? His eyes and sexy voice would be enough for you to crave for. But I am not like any other girls that would do anything just to get his attention. I have to take care of my grades too so he could he like me back and of course my car. That is why I am a little bit happy that he's going to be my tutor in my hatest subject.

Our lips are only centimeters apart when I looked away and said, "Sorry, I know you have a girlf --"

He didn't let me finish and grabbed my head and kissed me. No more slow and sweet moments. We went to being hard and rough. Heavens, I moaned when he slipped his tongue while having an open-mouthed kiss. I stood up along with him and he placed me on my table. My skirt was hitched up, hands roaming everywhere, rain forgotten, and all you could hear is moans and groans. My mind went blank for a moment and it suddenly cut off when someone knocked on the door. We fixed ourselves and Mr. K. opened it.

"Good evening, sir. The school is about to close," the guard said.

"Yes, we are about to finish."

I sat there with my heart beating so fast and a flushed face. When he closed the door, he walked towards me and kissed me again. I stopped him because we have to stop.

"Mr. K., I think that's all for today. I mean we could get caught," I said as I slowly push him away from me while he was kissing my neck.

He didn't say anything and just grab our things. We went out and brought me home. He turned around to go but I stopped him, "Wait."

"That never happened, okay? That was a mistake. I shouldn't be touching you. You are my student. I shouldn't be liking you either."

And I froze. He likes me too.