𝟰𝟯.𝟱: 𝗠𝘆 𝗧𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗠𝘆 𝗕𝗮𝗯𝘆𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿

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-ˋˏ Kyojuro Rengoku ˎˊ

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-ˋˏ Kyojuro Rengoku ˎˊ

𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗧𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗣𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗧 𝗙𝗜𝗩𝗘
𝗠𝗬 𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗠𝗬... 𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬𝗦𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥?

April Fools Special

"YOU DO REALIZE THAT I'M NOT GOING to hurt you, right?" I asked, looking over at him. "Just answer the review questions in paragraph twelve."

Douma was trembling in despair as he looked over to the textbook that was on the floor. "I can't read."

I felt my rage start to fume in my veins, and I clenched my fists. Is he serious? "You can't read? How the hell did you even manage to end up in my class if you don't even know what you're reading?"

Douma didn't have an answer for me. He just stared at the floor and then back up at me with all sorts of fear on his face. I felt like boiling water was running through my body and the only thing that could put out this anger was finding out why I put in the effort in talking to him.

I slowly bent down and picked up the textbook, holding it in my hands. I carefully opened it to page twelve and started to read out loud the questions that were printed on it before presenting them to him.

𝗠𝗬 𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗥, 𝗠𝗬 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗞𝗘𝗥 // YANDERE RENGOKU X READERWhere stories live. Discover now