ILLICIT LESSONS ( k. tetta ) 18+

0007

a/n = author's note
h/c = hair color
e/c = eye color
u = wish you're y/n

SHE DIDN'T WANT TO GET OUT OF THE BED. Y/n was still tired and it didn't help that she didn't feel well after getting drugged at the party. But no, she had to drag her feet into a nearby cafe in their university to meet her mother.

"Y/n, stop being hard headed and go back home. You think that you can use Takemichi for us to let you stay at Kisaki's house? Don't you have a sense of shame? He's Takemichi's friend and your brother's troubling him enough already and you want to add more to his plate?" Her mother seethed, hands folded in front of her chest. She looked livid. The only thing that holds her back from lashing out is the fact they're in public place.

Of course, she will bring up Takemichi again. Y/n thought. Every argument it's always Takemichi here, Takemichi that. Even her introduction is "I'm Takemichi's sister." Y/n is second to Takemichi's sister, that's a fact she lived by. She was never first to anyone and so she desperately tries her best to live past their expectations but their expectations is Takemichi. She could never outdone him. Never.

"Mom, Takemichi is living in his dorm near his university and he's university is much closer to our house than my university. Plus, Kisaki offered his house. He told me I can pay by doing the housework and it's not a bad deal. We don't have to pay. I don't have to travel and expose myself to danger, which I already had and you seem to don't care." Y/n quipped, straightening her posture in her seat, feeling her confidence rising up.

"You... Your brother was worried-"

"I know. Takemichi was worried. He already made it known a few times. But what about you? Or dad? I was almost raped and filmed-"

"Because you were wearing such a slutty outfit." Her mother set her palms down flat on the table, mouth set in a tin line.

Y/n's mouth fell open at her remark and she felt herself on the edge of going off the deep end. How could her mother just say that. Warm tears wet her eyes, her lips quivered. She never felt so emotional in her life, aside from when she and Kisaki are having sex of course, she was always dull.

"Mom, my uniform in highschool was shorter than the skirt I wore that day. Should we reprimand my school since they're making the students wear such," and she quoted, "slutty outfits?"

"That's different." Her mother reasoned out.

Y/n had enough of her mother's bullshits. She was just so stubborn and cruel. If her emotional trauma were a dish, her mom would be the season on top.

"Did you ever see me as your daughter?" Her mother's eyes widened at her question, her words stuck at the back of her throat.

"Y/n, we just want to protect you."

"No, you always say that and I believed you but I was wrong. You ruined my life. I don't have friends. The only people I get to hangout with are Takemichi's friends and the one time I brought a friend outside Takemichi's circle, you looked at her as is she's some person who came out of hell." Y/n stood up from her seat. She didn't want to continue her conversation with her mother any longer. She knew she'd crumble if their conversation went on and she didn't want that.

"Y/n!" Her mother chased after her but Y/n walked faster, ignoring the pain on her legs. Her mother calls for her again and this time she stopped and turned to her.

"This is pointless. You won't even try to listen to my side."

"I'll let you stay with him but there's a condition. You have to rank first on your next exam."

• • • • • • •

"How am I even going to rank first in the exam?" Y/n rambled, taking a spoonful of ice cream and putting it in her mouth.

Kisaki held back a laugh, amused at her frustration. Ever since that night, she became more comfortable around him. She was always, if not horny, quiet and shy but now, she was more expressive and talkative.

"You'll rank first." Kisaki assured her. Y/n looked at him in confusion and Kisaki continued, "You're a fast learner."

Y/n's cheeks heat up, eyes looking away from him as Kisaki shoots her a smirk. Her heart felt as if it's running laps in her chest, her head were all over the place as she tried to shove her perverted thoughts away.

"What are you thinking, pervert?" Y/n finished her ice cream in one go and rushed to go to the bedroom but Kisaki was quick to grab her hand and pull her down for a kiss, his tongue tasting the remaining ice cream in her mouth.

"I'll give you a reward if you rank first."

• • • • • • •

"I don't understand. How can you make things seem so easy?" Y/n was at loss for words as she finished studying for her exams. These past few days, Kisaki and Y/n spent their free time studying in the library and he helped her understand the lessons that seemed so vague to her. There's still two days left before their exam week starts and with Kisaki's help, she managed to finish everything.

Kisaki was a real genius. Takemichi's compliments were not enough to describe how smart he is. Oh my gosh, if I don't date this guy then I'm such an idiot. Y/n thought as she already pictured herself getting her diploma with the help of her boyfriend in her imagination, Kisaki.

"Ugh, whoever you date in the future would be so lucky." Y/n leans on the table, her head resting on her arms that were sprawled on the table. She peeked at Kisaki through her hair and watched him take his eyes off his notes and look at her.

"Maybe it's me who'll be lucky."

Ouch. Y/n thought, feeling her heart throb at the thought of Kisaki dating another girl besides her. Maybe, she had her hopes up. How foolish.