Personal Tutor||Senjuro x Yuichiro||Demon slayer

★=~'|Volume 4|'~=★

-Chapter 4-
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"Our first study session"
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★⚠️~'|Warning|'~⚠️★
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This chapter contains...
LBGT
Gay
Side ships
My ships
Language
Some bad spelling
Bullying
Senjuro x Yuichiro
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~'|"Senjuro's Pov"|'~
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How in the hell did I get myself into this damn mess??! I didn't even do anything and yet now I am stuck tutoring someone I don't even like! All because he has some dirt about me and is blackmailing me. But I was scared to report him to somebody, because what if he tells everyone and what would people think of me then if they don't already like me!? What if he manages to fight me after school off campus!? I was terrified as hell, but Yuichiro didn't really look like he was listening to a single thing I was saying.

Yawning and often putting his head down, was he really that bored? But the topic is very interesting though! "You know! In japanese history, women were depicted as-"

"I don't really need to know about women right now...like can we move on to another topic..?"

"Yeah but! This is a very important topic of the test! Because it shows how my best friend's gender rose up to how they are now and-"

"Boring!"

"I suspect something..."

"What...?"

"Why are you not interested in learning about women? Are you perhaps interested in guys instead? Is there something you're not telling me Yuichiro?" I felt like I was into something and Yuichiro rose his head up and sighed, "Don't be ridiculous. Well over 100 years back, there are many topics and stories that can actually grab somebody's attention about more men? Like samurais and stuff like that?"

"Uh-huh sure..._

"Don't be stupid. Anyways how is this so important for the test, what is this all about?"

"You would have known if you would have been paying attention the entire time!"

"I don't really wanna sit here and listen to you talk like all day?"

"Then why did you bring me here to tutor you!? It was your idea dumbass!"

"Somebody's getting mad. But let's say this, you're smart, easy to tease, and two I'm forced to get my grades up or I'm screwed."

"Whatever...just listen please?" He rolled his eyes and I let him borrow some of my pencils and papers so he can actually take notes for once. Everything was going good, but he wasn't really revising anything if he was copying everything, maybe that is one way to start. Not to mention he is adding so much unnecessary information. "You don't need to add so much, highlight the key ideas...like this..." I moved my chair closer to him, grabbing his pen as I began highlighting before I felt him go closer to me..

"Are you trying to hold my hand or something? Gayass..."

"I-I'm not! I'm just helping! Teachers do this too you know!"

"Whatever, I swear you have a thing for me.."

"I do not! There are many things that are dislikable about you! Your rude! Stupid, careless, you can't even highlight, your grades suck, your disrespectful and you can't do anything on your own!"

"Wow talking back I see, you finally had enough? Taking it all out on me?"

"Your the one who been treating me like shit just because I'm gay and I called you a girl!"

"I do this to most people, it's not because your gay, and plus you insulted my brother as well if we somehow look the same.."

"Well you-"

"There are many things that are dislikable about you. Your loud, whiny, girly, weak, and you don't even know how to talk one sentence without stuttering or slipping up your words. You talk back to the wrong people an get yourself into situations."

"That's not true at all!"

"It actually is, ask your friends, rhere is one thing I have said that they are gonna agree with." I didn't even wanna admit anything, cause I didn't want to hear it. I slammed my books on the desk, making him jump as I back up and slipped my backpack onto my shoulders as I began to head out. "I'm going home! Have run studying on your own..."

"Senjuro! Wait up! You can't just walk away from the damn truth!" I felt him grab my arm as he dragged me back towards him. I wanted to yell or smack him, but my body prevented me from doing anything. Why? I should have the right to feel some kind of hatred, but I could hardly feel anything at all. Does he even want me near him..

"It's getting late anyways! I have to go! I don't even want to be wasting my time teaching someone who is disrespectful and can't even bring his own pencil to school!"

"I need you to help me...so your not gonna get away that easily you hear me..." As he grabbed my tie and drew me closer to him, I knew there was no escaping what I already signed, but for some reason...I couldn't even brinh myself to say I hate him..

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•~'|Thanks for reading|'~•
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