BET

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Y/N decided to skip school the next day. She didn't want to have the same old conversation again, the same awkwardness. Especially since nothing really happened. Her and Shouta had made out, yes, but nothing else had happened. He had brought her home again and he went to his own home right after. It was almost a little frustrating, because Y/N wanted him so badly, but it seemed like he was insistent on not letting her have what she wanted. So she figured she'd skip class and meet her friends. She wasn't going to win the stupid bet anyway, because there were only two more weeks left in the semester and there was no way that Aizawa would expel her.

She had to talk to them, so they could arrange for her to quit high school after this whole thing and then she'd have to move back home and find a damn job and get out of bed every day, even though that was the last thing she wanted. Y/N didn't want to go to work everyday, doing meaningless tasks and having corporate clowns around her every single day, propagating mindless company culture slogans that were cringy and annoying and just plain out hypocritical. It wasn't what she wanted to do. She didn't want to go to college either, parroting mindless phrases that said nothing of actual substance. She hated that everything just seemed so meaningless.

Y/N would have liked to do some menial job, some hard but satisfying work, but the problem with that was that she wasn't going to get paid well enough from that to actually support herself. So while it was something she technically would have liked to do, she was never going to be able to do it, because she wouldn't be able to support herself with a job like that. She felt pretty trapped by that, but no one really cared all that much anyway. Her mother just wanted her to do something and her friends didn't seem to mind whatever corporate culture threw at them. And being a hero? Well, she might as well sign up to be a paid propaganda puppet. She hated it, she hated all of it and most of all she hated that she was forced to participate in it.

But no one else really cared that much. Or if they did, they didn't say it. It didn't matter now. Y/N only had a few weeks left to enjoy life as much as she could enjoy it while going to high school and she didn't really know how to make the best use of those weeks when Shouta was so intent on breaking up with her all the damn time. It made sense that he wanted to do the right thing and for now she couldn't tell him the truth, but she honestly had no idea why he was so worried all the time. They could easily keep things a secret without anyone ever noticing anything. There was no need for him to be so paranoid, even if she had been an actual student. They would only be breaking school policy and not any laws, right? Y/N didn't get it.

There was no need for that, however. She was making her way to the coffee shop she was meeting her friends in, so they could discuss the details of their bet and the details of how she would get out of school. She wasn't sure whether she'd have to admit to actually being into Shouta, but she really hoped that it wouldn't come up while they were talking. She was too frustrated to talk about this today and she felt like she had no energy left once again. She just wanted it all to be over, so she'd be able to forget about it all. For a while she had been here, hoping and dreaming that she could do something slightly different with her life, but there was nothing out there for her. She'd have to do all the same stuff that everyone before her did. The thought was making her feel sick, but she should probably just get used to it already.

"Y/N, are you okay?" she heard someone greeting her as she walked into the coffee shop. She looked up and saw Kumiko, Yamaji and Akiko sitting at one of the tables. They were looking at her, their eyes full of worry. Did Y/N look that awful? She had noticed she looked a little down when she left the house, but she didn't think she looked quite that bad. Maybe she had been wrong. She didn't really care anyway, because she felt like shit - she might as well look like shit.

"I'm going to lose the damn bet." was all she said, as she approached them and sat down at the last empty chair at the table. All three of them looked rather surprised at her announcing this. Y/N was surprised herself. Normally, she didn't give up this easily, but there was no point in continuing this. She had tried anything she could think of and Shouta just wasn't willing to expel her, so she was bound to fail, unless something big happened during the next two weeks.

"Why are you losing the bet? What happened?" Yamaji wanted to know. Y/N shrugged and looked up at them. Kumiko looked worried, Akiko looked angry and Yamaji just looked straight up confused.

"Because Aizawa's not kicking me out. I tried the whole thing with coming onto him and guess what? He's actually down for it. He keeps trying to end things, I actually said to him he could just expel me and we could be together like some desperate idiot and he said he wasn't going to do it. I honestly don't know what else to do here. I have no idea how to proceed and I only have two more weeks. This is it, guys. I'm going to lose the bet, because Aizawa is crushing too hard on me." Y/N told them. Akiko raised her eyebrows and looked at her.

"So did you get laid or what?" she wanted to know. Y/N sighed and buried her face in her arms.

"That's the worst part. I didn't get laid. We keep making out all the damn time, but he doesn't go further than that. It's really frustrating." Y/N answered. Akiko chuckled to herself and shook her head.

"Well, I mean, I suppose he really is a good guy then. Are you sure you're not into him?" she asked. Y/N knew that question was going to come up and she really hated the fact that it did, but she wasn't unprepared for it. She knew what she was going to tell her friends about it and it hadn't changed since the last time she had seen them. It was better if they didn't know about her crush.

"Of course I'm not into him. I've been trying to use him for this bet and that's all. He doesn't mean anything to me, I just want to win the stupid bet. But apparently that's not going to work, so here I am, trying to tell you that I need an exit plan, since I'm most likely not going to get expelled. Are you going to help me or what?" Y/N asked them. Kumiko sighed and nodded.

"Of course we're going to help you. We're your friends. We organised this whole thing. I just don't know if it's really such a good idea, because honestly? You tell us you're just using this teacher, but I think you like him a lot, Y/N. You should probably just tell him honestly what's going on or you won't be able to see him ever again. He sounds like the kinda guy that would take something like that as a personal betrayal." Kumiko told her. Y/N sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Why don't you let me worry about what I'll do about my personal life, hm? And besides, how many more times do I need to tell you this? I'm not into him. I don't have a crush on my homeroom teacher. Other than a good fuck and some fun and a means to winning this bet, Shouta Aizawa means nothing to me." she announced loudly. She felt bad saying it, because none of it was true, but what else was she supposed to do? She didn't want to admit that she had actually fallen for her teacher of all people. For some reason it seemed like something to be incredibly ashamed of.

Plus, there was no need for them to know any of this. Y/N didn't get why it was so important to them. And she didn't get why they looked so shocked after she had said it. She had told them this a few days ago already. Why were they acting like this was big news? It made no sense whatsoever. It made no sense until Y/N suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder.