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Amamiya (Y/N) is the fearless and intimidating Student Council President of Mizo Middle School with a reputation of being a ruthless tyrant especially to rule-breakers. She had a deep hatred for delinquents and would ditch them...
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"I SERIOUSLY cannot believe this."
The weekend came by in a flash. As scheduled, I went to Ryoko-san's apartment for another tutorial session with her arrogant son and was now inside his room, reviewing his test papers. Surprisingly, Chifuyu was not with him today as he took his adorable cat, Peke J, to the vet to have a vaccine shot.
After fully recovering from my illness three days prior, I refrained myself from doing excessive work for the time being that could cause a strain on my body.
And that included stress.
But how on earth would I even do that if this pea-brained asshole in front of me was already stressing my brains out from the get-go?!?
Staring ridiculously at a series of test papers in my hands, I didn't know where the hell to begin with. I can't help but snort in mockery while seeing these thoughtless answers of his. One example was the multiple choice in Science. Why the heck do all of his choices were only damn C's??? Did he even learn a single fucking thing from any of my teachings at all???
"I heard from Ryoko-san that your previous exams were depressing enough to make her shed a river of tears," I said bluntly without looking at him as I busied myself checking his test papers one after another.
I could feel Baji's murderous glare piercing straight at me. "Shut it, girlie. Mind your own fucking business," he grumbled.
"But your business is now my business." I added, "When it comes to your studies, that is. If you don't want me here, you may ask Ryoko-san to stop this tutorial session. I'm willing to do so. But don't expect that you'll pass your exams at this rate. You'll definitely repeat a year once again."
Baji pounded his fists on the small table. "Are you threatening me, bitch?"
It was then I lifted my head to see his scowling face while baring his teeth. He really does remind me of a vampire with his sharp canine teeth and all. "I'm just stating the truth here. If you don't like what you hear, then at least take your academics seriously," I lectured him in a stern voice. "Don't make things hard for Ryoko-san. She's worrying about you all the time. She's afraid you might not graduate in middle school if your grades continue to drop."
He clicked his tongue out of annoyance and crossed his arms over his chest, huffing. "I am trying my damnest, alright? You don't have to tell me that!"
I only waved my hand at him dismissively. "Fine, fine. Whatever you say, Mr. Grumpy." Then, I moved my eyes back to check the rest of his test answers.
He scoffed. "I can't believe Mikey would fall for a bitch like you. What kind of spell did you cast on him, you witch?"
"Oh, spare me with the talk. Think whatever you want. Our relationship is none of your concern, fang boy," I shot back at his nonsense babbling, now looking back at him again.
