Tutor (p1)

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Younger!michael x reader.

This is based off a request I saw and I'm hoping I didn't butcher what their original idea was while I  wrote this so I hope y'all enjoy-

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This was your first year at college and you had no idea how much of a pain in the ass it'd be. Not only did the work catch up to you, so did other people's opinions.

In college you'd think people would mature and learn to mind their own business. But you quickly came to realize that wasn't the case when for half the year now, a group of boys made it their hobby to diss you constantly and basically bully you as if they weren't 20 years old and this wasn't high school anymore.

So what if you went around campus expressing your love for horror movies, anime, whatever it was that you were into. They for some reason: disapproved.

Not to mention, the whole group of boys in question only got in because their parents knew someone who knew someone.

You got in solely on great academic behavior.

Which also added fuel to the fire.

One of the boys in the group, Michael Afton, loved calling you a nerd.

So much that he called you Nerd as if it was your nickname.

Currently you were in your last class, finishing notes when you hear Michael and his friends bickering over whatever.

That was until the professor had came over.

She politely tapped on the desk and got Michael's attention. You didn't sit too far from them so you ease dropped into their conversation.

"Michael, hun. You've failed both exams this quarter so far. You're going to fail unless you get your crap together or find someone that can help you study." She says.

Michael rolled his eyes, "how about I retry my exam and see how I am from there?" He sneers.

The professor shook her head and stood up straight, turning in your direction.

"Y/N, hun. I highly recommend your level of academic behavior in my class, so would you be willing to maybe.. go over some things with one of your peers?"

You look up, shocked to hear it. But you nod your head, not wanting to let down your professor.

"Awesome, thank you. I knew I could count on you...! Michael, I'll have y/n go over what you need to know by next week. If you can't pass your exams after that, hope is lost and your second chances are up."

The professor walked away and left Michael with his mouth agape from shock and was staring at you.

He didn't say anything though, knowing if he argued he'd be in deeper trouble than he already was in. Instead he shut up and just faced he'd need your help.

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Class was over, everyone was packed up, and everybody except for you and the infamous group of boys had left the classroom.

You got your stuff together and began to walk out when you were stopped.

You turn, seeing one of Michael's friends towering over you.

"Sup, punk. Heard you gotta tutor Michael."

You nod, "yeah. It's no big deal."

Michael walked over and nudged his friend, now standing in front of you.

"Don't think I'm coming to you for help, I'm only doing this because it's the last thing I can do to save myself." He spat.

You grimace, "trust me, I'm not a fan of you either." You say.

Only ever so slightly lying.

Because as much as he tormented you, at least he was hot while he did it-

His other friend nudged you and shook his head, "out my way, we gotta go. Some of us have a life outside of cartoons." He said.

You roll your eyes.

A third friend of Michael joined in on the pestering, just saying little comments as the others did.

Michael just stared at you though, some what of a look you'd never seen before was glinted over his eyes. It looked.. apologetic?

"Alright guys, leave her be." He mumbled, shooing them away.

You sigh, holding your stuff close to your chest and leaning your weight on one foot from another.

Michael turned to face you, handing you a paper.

"That's my number. Call me when you get home and tell me your address so I know where I'm going."

You take the paper and with that, he's gone with his friends.

You were only slightly confused, but otherwise you felt fine.. yeah. Fine. We'll go with that.

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Short chapter to get this started. Part 2 will be much better and longer so stay tuned.

Love y'all.

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