𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨 || Haruchiyo Sanzu

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A/N: happy 8k lovelies!! I'm so happy ｡:ﾟ(;´∩';)ﾟ:｡
I love y'all so much :((

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Official 1st semester exams were starting, and you got less sleep than usual due to studying for it.
Chifuyu was really baffled when he saw you in the morning, asking if you were fine as he stared at your tired expression.

You were currently sitting inside your classroom as your first set of exams for the morning finished, and it was currently lunch break.
You were reviewing your notes, barely touching anything as you memorized math formulas for later.

You were so focused that you didn't notice Sanzu enter your classroom, two bento boxes in his hands.

"Hey." He calls you out, smiling at you once you looked up.
"Hello, Sansan." You greeted, then went back to reviewing.

He frowns, placing a hand on your notebook and pushing it downwards to earn your attention. "You need to eat first..." He says.

You sighed, setting your notebook down. "You do know I couldn't say no to you, right?" You said, taking the bento and watching him sit infront of you.

He nods. "A lucky advantage for me, not gonna lie. But I wont abuse that advantage, don't worry." He says.

"You better. Or I'll seriously beat you up." You hummed, taking a bite of the food and sighing in relief.

"Bet you can't do that with your stick arms." He giggles.

"Shut up... Mom signed me up at Wakasa-san's gym. She said I should take fighting lessons and work out." You shrugged.

He raises his brows in amusement, making you smile.

"Prepare your ass because once my shit stamina gets better-" you started.

"You'll what?" He teased, leaning closer to you, flustering you, but you kept your composure.

"I'll make you kneel down infront of me and admit defeat." You smirked, also leaning closer, too close that your lips were only 2 inches away. "Two can play this game, Haruchiyo."

"Eek!" You heard girls squeal from around the two of you.

Sanzu gulps, face getting more red because of your boldness. "You sure you can do that?" He pushed further.

"Oh, honey, I'm more than sure." You grinned.

He short-circuited.

You leaned away, continuing to eat and watching him whisper-yell complaints to you with a crimson red face, hand making various aggressive gestures.

"You menace!!!" He aggressively whispered.

"Be quiet. You know you love it when I get bold." You smirked.

"... No comment." He turns away from you.

You giggled, poking his cheek. "You're adorable, Sanzu-kun." You said.

"Shut up... And no Sansan, or Chiyo-kun?" He pouts.

"I thought you hated the nickname?" You asked.

"Who said I hated it?" He huffs.

"Well then, let's do a take two!" You grinned widely.

"Ahem... You're adorable, Sansan." You said.

"Shut--" he cuts himself off, grumbling at your bright expectant expression. "Thank you, N/N." He sighs.

You happily squealed internally, feeling your heart soaring with joy.

*Bell Rings*

"Oh... There's my cue. Do well on your exams." He smiles, standing up and patting your head.

"Thanks, you too!" You beamed.

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That was your last interaction with Haruchiyo for the rest of the weekdays, having to be busy with studying and reviewing for the upcoming exams.
You even ignored everyone including your family.

"Is nii-san gonna be fine?" Chifuyu asked Mama Matsuno.

"Don't worry, I know this'll be over once he finishes exam week. I was like that back in my days too." She lightly laughs, patting Chifuyu's head. "Give him some time. I'm sure he'll be fine." She smiles.

"Okay... By the way, are you bringing that to nii-san's room? Can I do it for you? You need to rest!" He takes the tray of food.

"Oh! Thanks Fuyu. Please do take that to him. Love you!" She beams.

"Love ya too!"

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Hearing two knocks on your door, you yelled a "come in!"

Chifuyu enters your room with a bowl of rice with saucy beef bulgogi on top, and a glass of coke with ice.

"Good work nii-san! Here's your dinner. Mama cooked Korean food tonight." He says, placing the tray on your table.

You removed your headphones, smiling thankfully at him. "I appreciate that a lot, Fufu. Sorry if I've been less active this week, it's just--"

"Exams. I know. And I understand! Don't worry about us too much!" He smiles widely, walking over to hug you.

You hugged him back, smiling gratefully. "Thanks Fufu. You're the best." You said.

"I know." He strucks a pose after pulling away from you.

You chuckled, shaking your head. "Anyway, wanna sit with me for a little while before I continue studying?" You offered.

"Sure!!"

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"Good work , students. I am here to announce that exam week is finally over!! Scores will be given at Wednesday next week." Your teacher announced.

"YEAHHHHH!!!!!" The students yelled, celebrating.

You sighed in relief, slamming your head on your desk, tiredly groaning. "Finally." You muttered.

"Yo Matsuno, are you good?" One of your male classmates asked.

"Yeah, don't worry." You said, raising a thumbs up.

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Walking home with Nahoya, who offered to walk you home, you smiled tiredly as you yawned, listening to Nahoya brag about actually studying for the exams.

"It's good that you studied. I'm sure you'll get atleast decent grades." You said.

"Only decent? Not high grades?" He asked, offended.

"Well, if I'm gonna be completely honest, I've never seen you score past 65." You said.

"Rude... But yeah, that's true. But grades dont matter! I cant use grades in fighting!" He rants.

"You can though. Like in live quiz competitions like spelling bees and such!" You replied.

"I meant in fist fights!!" Nahoya yells.

You laughed. "I was kidding!"

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A/N: short chapter for now!!

I'm busy on studies. Again. And planning some shit I need to do for next week. Aha kill me.

Btw, dw! I'll update when I get the chance!!