chapter 1

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It was an early and sunny morning, a certain girl on the sidewalk walking her way to a specific house

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It was an early and sunny morning, a certain girl on the sidewalk walking her way to a specific house. She held her bag, keeping a stern look.

As she reached her final destination, she looked upon the home that bestowed before her. She sighs in defeat, walking closer to the entrance and placing her thumb on the surface of the doorbell.

She awaits for a response, until she hears footsteps walking closer closer the door. The door was slowly opened, showcasing a beautiful woman who stood infront. "Oh hello, goodmorning dear! You must be Keisukes tutor!" She gleefully says.

In which, you nodded in response. Trembling upon the mention of the chaotic delinquents name.

A smile painted her pearly lips, stepping aside to greet you into the house. "Well come on in, I'll call him. Just make yourself comfortable." She states.

You made your way to the dark fuzzy couch, sitting down as you felt it's texture glide through your flawless skin.

You patiently waited for the arrival of your subject.  In the meanwhile, you observed your surroundings closely with a spark of interest.

Keisuke's mother, her words echoched throughout the house. "Keisuke, get your butt down here!" She yells, her voice great and loud.

A groan was heard from upstairs, gazing up to share contact with a male who walked down the stairs. Holding a tired and irritated expression, and yet he listened to his mom.

He sat on the couch away from me, his mom coming along to sit next to him. With no shame, he stares at me. His mother, lightly slapped the back of his neck. Noticing his observation of me in a quick stance. "Keisuke, this is Y/n. She'll be tutoring you for the week. No complaints, it's your fault your grades have been dropping down." She speaks, earning a silent scoff from Keisuke.

And again, Keisukes gaze shifted towards me. His look sharpening.

"What the hell are you doing here? Did my ma hire you or were you begging for her approval?" He asks, tugging his left brow in curiosity. 

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