❝ HE'S DEFINITELY WRITING SONNETS ABOUT MY AWESOMENESS IN HIS SPARE TIME. ❞
( 𝗕𝗟𝗨𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗞 𝗫 𝗙𝗘𝗠! 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥 )
━ HIGHSCHOOL AU + SEMI-CHATFIC ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
ⵌ𝟎𝟎𝟒. ❝ your ego is off the charts. ❞
❝ oh, please. my ego is just
proportional t...
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egotistical. chapter 034 ━━━━ the one
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YOU STOOD BEFORE the mirror, adjusting your outfit one last time before grabbing your bag. today was supposed to be a study session with Isagi and the others at Reo's place — a chance to finally get some peace and quiet while cramming for exams.
but as you reached for the door handle, you heard the familiar sound of your mother's heels clicking against the marble floor.
she didn't knock. she barely did.
the door swung open, revealing her standing there with an expectant look on her face. "change of plans," she announced, her tone leaving no room for argument. "you're coming with me."
you frowned, confusion and irritation boiling up inside you. "what? i have a study session with my friends—"
"it can wait," she cut you off sharply. "this is more important."
before you could protest, she grabbed your arm and started dragging you out of the room. "and fix your posture," she added with a cold glance. "you need to look appropriate."
you pulled your arm back, but her grip was firm. "i'm not a child, i can walk on my own."
ignoring your resistance, she continued leading you down the grand staircase, her grip never loosening. the chauffeur was already waiting outside, holding the car door open. you shot him a pleading look, but he quickly averted his eyes.
as she practically shoved you into the back seat, you glared at her, annoyance bubbling to the surface. "i was supposed to study today."
her eyes flicked over to you, narrowing slightly. "you can study anytime. this is non-negotiable."
you let out a frustrated sigh, leaning back against the leather seat as the car pulled away from the house. your mind drifted back to the messages in the group chat, picturing Isagi's stressed-out face, Rin and Shidou's bickering, and Reo's patient but resigned sighs.
