Beauty With a Brat (The Suzuhara Family 1) ✅

Chapter Three

September 25th, 2028

Everyone was complaining about the English test Mr. Guinness had given out earlier. Yuto didn't care; he actually studied for the test and so he knew he did fine on it. The chatter during their free period was welcoming compared to other annoying distractions he had been experiencing lately.

"Kumori!"

Oh God.

Yuto felt a headache immediately and he kept his eyes on his sketchbook as Suzuhara ran over to his desk. "Kumori, can you please listen to me?!" He begged Yuto.

"Why?" Yuto asked coldly, still focusing on his sketch.

"It—" Suzuhara noticed then what he was sketching and a stupid, obnoxious laugh erupted from his throat. "That's a dress!" He exclaimed, pointing at Yuto's sketch.

"Oh good, you have functioning eyes," Yuto responded in a dull tone. "Too bad you don't have a functioning brain, Suzuhara."

"Hey!" Suzuhara snapped. "That's rich coming from a guy sketching a dress!"

"Wataru, Kumori is a fashion designer for his mom's company, remember?!" Yoshinaga said pleadingly, coming to Suzhara's side. "He's drawing a dress because that's his job!"

Yuto saw Suzuhara's face fall out of the corner of his eye as their classmates laughed at him. Yuto had to stifle a smile at his humiliation. "Are you so interested because you want to wear this dress?" He asked, adding to Suzuhara's humiliation as he held up his sketchbook to show both the class.

The laughter rose in volume around them and Suzuhara waved a furious hand. "Look, just forget that Kumori! I need you to help me!"

The anger rose quickly in Yuto and he set his sketchbook down with a loud smack on his desk. "You're not getting my sister's number and that's final," he hissed at Wataru.

"Look, I need to talk to her!" Suzuhara begged him. He dropped down to his knees beside Yuto's desk and clasped his hands in front of himself. "I'm begging you, PLEASE help me with this!"

"Why?! So you can hide dead cicadas in her damn food again?!" Yuto snapped at him. "Go away before you make me really angry, Suzuhara."

"Kumori, PLEASE!" Suzuhara shouted, his voice echoing across the classroom. "I—I know that I hurt Nat—"

Yuto gave him a murderous glare and Suzuhara briefly clammed up before he could say Natsumi's first name fully. "Look, I'll make it worth your while! I'll get you any girl you want to be your girlfriend!"

"Not interested." Yuto began packing his school bag.

"If you help me win over your sister, I'll hook you up with MY sister! Do you like older women—oh wait, Hinako's engaged!" Suzuhara became crestfallen.

"I wouldn't date your sister even if she was single," Yuto said without looking up

"Oh, wait, do you like guys?!" Suzuhara blurted out loudly. Yuto quickly looked up at that. "One of my brothers is available! He's not too old, I can hook you up with Shinji! People have told me he's a good-looking guy—"

Yuto shoved his chair so hard that it hit the desk behind him. "Why would I get with your brother?!" he shouted in rage.

Suzuhara gaped at him in shock, and he seemed to realize what he was saying as other students started laughing at him. Yoshinaga slapped a hand over his eyes in exasperation.

"Hey guys," Masato Ohkawa said, raising his hands as he approached them. His dyed pale blonde hair fell into his face, and he was one of the few who wasn't laughing. "Let's not yell or make anymore commotions, okay?"