My Teacher's An Assassin? (** Hiatus**)

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It was now the end of the week of which (Y/N)'s district testing had finally ended. The teenager expected that from now and until the end of the school year, things would be smoother sailing in regards to assignments that his teacher would bring home on a daily basis. (Y/N) felt surprisingly confident that he would receive passing scores on his exams, considering that he had been completing his assigned work with little to no error; all in all, (Y/N) himself could recognize Nagisa was a flexible and extraordinary instructor.

The time of day was noon and usually the teenager would have exited his room earlier in the day, but he felt the need to get a bit of cardio and weightlifting in before finally heading downstairs.

When (Y/N) felt that he could conclude his workout session, he then changed into a different pair of clothes fit for being cooped inside the house on a weekend such as the current before leaving his room and heading to the first floor. After descending the staircase, the teenager took a turn for the dining room only to see his teacher sat with his legs crossed beneath the usual short-legged table he would sit behind practically every other day, enjoying a cup of tea whilst watching what seemed to be the daily news.

The blue haired male was dressed in his usual choice of oversized clothing he would throw on as lounging attire: An oversized plain white T-shirt, bottomed with baby blue shorts that didn't seem to reach passed the male's smooth looking thighs.

Ever since the teenager moved into Nagisa's home, he did find his instructor's choice of clothing a bit strange: it was almost like giving your younger sibling your old clothes that you no longer wished to wear that were clearly way too big for said sibling, yet they would wear them around the house for whatever reason regardless, instead of just waiting until they grew up; Though, (Y/N) wasn't opposed enough to question his teacher about his choice of attire.

"Evening 'teach." The teen spoke as he stepped through the doorway of the dining room.

Nagisa's widened blue eyes lifted from the small television he was immersed by to meet with (Y/N)'s gaze. It took a second for the teacher to answer right away sense he was in the middle of sipping his tea right at that moment.

"—(Y/N), Good evening..!" Nagisa finally replied with a smile. "You usually come down earlier. Did you have a long night?"

The teenager scratched his head gently as he sat himself behind the same short legged table Nagisa was sat at. "Ah... No, just felt the need to workout for an hour or two after I woke up." (Y/N) responded nonchalantly, attention averting to the moderate sized television.

"I see..." Nagisa nodded whilst going for another sip of his tea.

There was a brief silence amidst the two males behind the television's provided dialogue through the news channel they were watching.

"—Are you hungry?" The blue haired male questioned his student out of curiosity.

The teenager's gaze calmly darted toward that of his teacher's before slowly shifting upward at the ceiling, as if he were thinking.

"...Mm, I could eat." (Y/N) finally stated, his answer earning a light expression of delight from Nagisa.

"Great, I've got a restaurant in mind we can go to!" Nagisa explained whilst setting down his cup of tea, his usual smile never leaving his face for even a second.

"A restaurant..? That's generous." The teenager stated with an eyebrow slightly risen. At that moment, (Y/N) had almost regretted confirming he was hungry, for he was looking forward to a day of simply staying indoors, and it wasn't like he couldn't make his own food either.

Nagisa shifted in his seating to hug his knees to his chest, tilting his to the side some to rest his head upon his arms, his calming blue eyes locking with that of (Y/N)'s. "Just think of it as a reward for completing your testing; Though, I personally wouldn't mind going out to eat with you more often." The teacher pointed out with a light chuckle.