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101. EXO Sehun - Partners

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This semester was going great until you got assigned a group project.

Pairing: Sehun x Reader

Genre: Fluff, AU

Words: 2.3k+

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"At the beginning of the semester, I told you all that we'd have an exam as a final for this class. After some consideration, I've decided to have you do a group project instead."

Your professor went on to explain the project, but you couldn't hear her over the rush of blood through your ears. A group project? If you had to describe your initial emotional response was to this, it felt like you were being launched somewhere in the realm of abject panic.

This was far from the first time you'd been assigned a group project, so you weren't naive enough to hope that work would be distributed evenly and everyone would work hard to do what needed to get done. Time and time again, you'd been left to shoulder the workload in many a group project gone south. It was truly a circle of hell in itself, and you already knew that the best possible outcome would be getting a partner who didn't care if you took over.

Fortunately, it seemed as if you would have some small mercy this time around. When your professor announced the groups, you found out that you'd only have one partner: Sehun. Honestly, you'd never even heard Sehun's voice before. All you knew was that he sat in the back of the class, wielded an impressive resting bitch face, and never participated in a single discussion throughout the semester as far as you could tell. If there was anyone who would easily let you take helm of this sinking ship, you were sure it would be him.

As soon as class was dismissed, you gathered your belongings and marched to the back of the classroom, where Sehun was still packing his notebook. You stopped right in front of him, and he looked up at you with wide eyes.

"I'm Y/N, your partner," you said in a clipped, business-like tone. You handed him a piece of paper with your phone number and email scrawled on it. "Here's my contact information. I was thinking we should meet up soon to decide the breakdown of the project. Have you been to that coffee shop in the business school? It's out of the way a bit, but that just means it's quiet. How do you feel about meeting there at eleven o'clock tomorrow?"

Sehun blinked, looking kind of dazed by your monologue of an introduction.

"Uh, sure."

You nodded.

"Good. I'll see you tomorrow, then."

You arrived back to your dorm, feeling the weight of of your final grade for that class resting on your shoulders. The final project was rather straightforward: you'd be required to propose a lesson plan for teaching language skills to a group of preschool-aged students. That part would be easy enough. The trickier part came when you had to explicitly identify different theories of behavioral and cognitive science and explain how and why your lesson plan utilized these theories. Then, once everything was said and done, you'd have to present this lesson plan in front of the class. This is where you supposed having a competent partner would help.

As it was, you spent the rest of your afternoon drafting a lesson plan, complete with an efficient time-table and plenty of hands-on activities for the kiddos. It wasn't a perfect lesson plan, but it was only the first draft, and you figured that as long as this was done for now, you could work on the theory-based portion of your project later. Maybe if you were lucky, Sehun would actually have an idea or two.

The next morning, you were squinting at your lesson plan again, trying to figure out what was missing, when Sehun shuffled into your peripheral vision. You looked up and saw him standing awkwardly next to your table, face unreadable.