𝙎𝙐𝙂𝘼𝙍𝘽𝙇𝙄𝙉𝘿 ღ ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴀssᴀssɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄʟᴀssʀᴏᴏᴍ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (hiatus)

ღ 𝙎𝙐𝙂𝘼𝙍𝘽𝙇𝙄𝙉𝘿: 2

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"people make up theories and ideas when they don't have answers"

WELCOME TO SUGARBLIND: 2

WE HOPE TO SEE YOU ALIVE AND WELL AFTER LEVEL 2 HAS BEEN COMPLETED.

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THE BELL RANG LOUDLY, LIKE EVERY OTHER SCHOOL BELL. Your new classmates got up quickly for lunch, and some ran out of class, like every other normal student. The teacher rolled his eyes and left, like any other teacher.

Though, you didn't get lunch. You didn't mind, since you purposely intended to do that. Not because you wanted to grab food from the cafeteria or a drink from the vending machine- you just didn't want to eat.

Instead, you took out your novel and started reading quietly.

For most of your classes today, you and Ren passed notes to each other about random things when you both finished writing. A few little flirty notes by him, but most of your silent conversation was pretty nice. He gave of a bit of the bold playboy vibes, but that didn't really matter since you didn't see him as a crush. Though he did look pretty attractive if you were being honest.

However, the pace of each topic in each subject seemed pretty fast. Most of it was just copying down whatever the teacher wrote and said, which didn't seem like a good method of teaching. Your hands ached from all the writing and you were thankful that you learnt how to write quickly. Half or more of the class couldn't keep up and had to use their lunch break to catch up on the classes instead.

"L/n?"

You looked away from the page of your book and saw Ren leaning on your desk, opposite you, his face incredibly close and noses almost touching.

For personal space, you obviously backed away. Your face showed a reaction of surprise and your face heated up slightly.

He chuckled, finding your reaction cute. "I didn't mean to scare you, darling. But I have to say, your reaction was adorable."

So he is a bold playboy. My suspicions were true. You thought, almost giving him a deadpan look. "Thank you." You smiled awkwardly, closing your book again. "Do you need something?"

"Nope, I just wanted to hear your pretty voice again." He winked, grabbing his chair and sitting in front of you. He leaned closer again. You leaned away again.

"So, why did you transfer to our little school?" He asked, resting his chin on his hand.

"My parents heard that this school is better than the rest." You answered shortly. There was no need to get into detail.

"And your parents thought right since this is the best school around. After all, we have Principal Asano as our chairman and we got our amazing little Asano over here. Plus, I'm here so this school has to be the best." He grinned.

You chuckled. "A bit over confident, don't you think?"

"Over confident? Of course not. Just look at me." He leaned back, crossing his arms with a smirk. "I look incredibly attractive and I am academically talented."

"You're right." You played along, not seeing the point in trying to show him that he's a bit of a narcissist. "You-

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