A Wire Between Us | Melvinborg x Reader | ADOPTED

⋆☁︎First Lessons⋆☁︎

·˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ♡ Chapter one ·˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ♡

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Sitting there staring at the bills as I rubbed my eyes from being sleep deprived.

"Fuck" I mumbled under my breath as I tossed it somewhere else.

"Where am I going to get this much money?" I asked myself pacing around in my small apartment. It was the least I could afford after graduating university/college. My friends seem like they don't want to pay for my food again, I'm in so much debt, it's not even funny.

Going from having my life somewhat together before it broke apart after all these bills and friends. I look at my phone seeing that for the next 5 days, I need to get a job otherwise, I'll have to move out.

So exactly, where am I going with this?

Well, it was my whole rant before I had just left my apartment living off of 572 bucks in my card with 170 cash. Sounds like much but it really isn't. Like a coincidence, a flyer hit my face.

"In need of an art teacher, librarian or substitute" I read out loud before I decided to look up the school on my phone. This school seemed okay at first before looking at the reviews. All being either a 3 star or below.

Did I make the awful decision to get the job?

Yes.

Do I regret it as of just going to begin to teach?

Absolutely. 

So, why did I even get this job? I could've been a fry cook, cashier, retail employee- wait that's an awful idea, a janitor. I don't even know, I guess it was because of the money. Call me unrealistic for this, though I felt a tad bit sorry for these students going from the review. So after that lengthy explanation of why I'm here, as an art teacher, who got easily hired on spot.

So as I sit here at 6:59AM I hear a knock.

"Come in!" I yell out.

A teacher with a bob haircut who had a purple beret on and reddish brunette hair came in with a croissant, some type of bread with some things on there that looked good though and coffee. She tucked a hair strand behind her ear after setting down the food onto my desk.

"Bonjour my friend, I'm Anna Yewh" She introduced herself with a smile.

I smiled a bit, "I'm [Name] [Last Name]" I also introduced myself to her as she lightly slid a coffee as well as a croissant and the bread with stuff that looked so fucking good.

"Pleased to meet you, I teach from across your room and brought you gift upon hearing you! It is a croissant along with tartine and cafe a lait, something French!" She exclaims happily.

I nodded patiently as I took a bite from the tartine, "Holy shit, this taste good" I mumble after I finished chewing.

She smiled, "Je vous remercie! I made it myself" She'd say as she grabbed her coffee as well as a croissant, taking a sip as she looked around the classroom.

"Mon dieu! I see that you've prepared the class in time, I should've came earlier to help you!" She exclaims in a sorrowful tone.

I giggled a bit, "No worries! You're fine and all, I'll ask you help when I need to" I reply to her.

She nodded before eventually leaving her classroom. I then just sit awkwardly just tapping on my desk and staring at the door. Soon enough, it was tiring to just sit there and wait for a few more minutes before deciding to see what my students will be. A few assumptions though none would affect on how I would treat them. After all, they're just my own assumptions so I can't just go off of them. Soon enough, I hear the door open as I was just about to go on my phone.