✩*ೃ.⋆𝔸𝔽𝕋𝔼ℝ 𝕊ℂℍ𝕆𝕆𝕃✩*ೃ.⋆ [Megumi x Reader - High School AU]

☆Pretty Loser Boy☆

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Loud giggling and cackling erupt from your lunch table as you and your friends riff back and forth with each other, losing your minds over things only you guys will find funny.

You check your phone for the time, seeing there's only 10 minutes left before school's over-you sigh in annoyance.

"What's your problem, you keep checking the time? Can't wait for the day to be over huh?" Maki asks. She's been your friend since preschool, always there to joke and laugh with but don't be fooled... Maki's grades are great to say the least, while yours are...quite dim.

"No actually, not this time", you slouch in your chair exasperatedly, "I have math lessons with...uh...that one guy..."

Maki and Nobara (another friend of yours) look at each other, exchanging confused glances. "Who..?"

Your eyes glance to the students beginning to flow out of their classes as time gets closer, you search for that particular one...that boy. "Him!" You point.

Maki and Nobara turn their heads simultaneously to catch a glimpse of this mysterious boy. "Ohhh...pretty loser boy is tutoring you..ahhh ok ok I get it," Nobara chuckles earning her light shove from Maki.

"I told you not to call him that, what if someone heard you huh?" Maki scolds her.

"Oh please who's gonna hear"

"Um...the guy could hear"

"And what could he do, he's like a stick"

As they bicker, you gather your stuff begrudgingly, as much as math lessons is the last thing you want to do after school, those grades aren't gonna get better on their own. So lessons it is.

"Alright guys well, have fun without me...I..gotta go do equations I guess...yay for me." You give a phony smile before bidding then farewell.

You walk towards the gate, bag slugged on your shoulders as you see pretty loser boy...𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯?

"Hello," the smooth, serious voice greets you, "are you ready to go...have all your stuff together?"

You eye him up and down, scoffing slightly at his pompous attitude...or at least your idea of a pompous attitude.

"Yeah whatever let's go."

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You unlock the front door, pushing it open for 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 to go inside.

You take him upstairs to your room, sighing as you throw your bag on the floor and flop into your bed exhaustedly.

Serious, green eyes meet yours as he begins to speak..."Are you ready?"

You sit up abruptly, giving him an incredulous stare. "Are you serious!? I just got home, no way I'm doing math yet!"

He blinks a couple times before talking. "Yes. You will. That's why I'm here so get your notebook out, let's begin." His tone definite and final as he sits at your desk.

"Can't you give me five minutes at least to relax...god you're such a slave driver...uh...what's your name again?" You chuckle awkwardly feeling a tad bit embarrassed.

He glares at you with an unimpressed expression, "Really?....you don't even know my name?"....

You shake your head slowly leading to a sigh out of the boy as he swivels on the chair to face you.