The Tutor {kyouya sata x reader}

Chapter 3 | Candy

He slowly walked away as you opened the palm of your hand to find a green piece of candy.

"Candy?"

You stared at it, dumbfounded, before placing the sweet sphere in your mouth. It tasted like a sour, green apple yet it had a tang of sweetness.

'Why on earth did he give me candy? Is he rewarding me like a child, or did he just give me a gift for no reason?' You blushed at the thought of the arrogant prince give you something just from his feeling toward you.

You then shook your head, 'No way, he probably hates everyone.' You started to head towards your apartment, mind racing with possibilities.

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"Hey (Y/n), what's that in your hand?"

Curiosity twinkled in Aya's eyes as she stared at your fist, her hands on the back of the couch like a puppy in a box.

"Just a candy wrapper."

Aya smiled energetically, being a sweet tooth really did fit her personality.

"Wait, who gave it to you?"

"Kyouya, my tutor."

Her grin changed from innocent to devilish as she giggled a little.

"Oh, I see a teacher-student relationship blossoming, the forbidden love."

Your cheeks had changed a pinker shade than the rest of your face before you punched her in the arm lightly. She giggled before getting off of the couch and telling me you had to make dinner.

You threw away the paper that once held a treat and started dinner.

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As you sat at your desk, you had a strange feeling of someone watching you, and to your horror, it wasn't just a feeling.

A red haired male with yellow eyes watched you with a smirk before you turned around to which he waved. You quickly turned back to the lecture, but no matter how much you tried, his eye burnt into your soul.

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"Hey there~"

Standing at your desk, waiting for you was the one who had been staring at you. He smiled as he waited your response.

"Uh... Hi?"

"Don't be like that. I was only staring at a beautiful girl, it's not a crime, is it?"

Your face bursted pink as he smirked, 'W-What?!?!' You mentally screamed.

"N-no, I guess n-not."

"Aww, adorable too! You are the complete package, so would you mind if we talk together before the next class?"

You were astonished, never had anyone been so straight forward towards you, but you nodded.

"Great, shall we go?"

"Sure, pretty boy."

You shared a walk with him around the campus, but to your suprise, you enjoyed it to the very end.

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As you headed to leave the campus, someone bumped into you, someone very familiar. Kyouya Sata.

"Huh? Oh, it's you, pupil."

"Arrogant prince?"

He showed slight annoyance, but quickly regained composer before he recognized someone.

"(Y/n)! Hey where ya g-... Kyouya?"

The red-head, known as Nozomi, was calling to you, but stopped when he saw Kyouya.

"Nozomi? What do you want with (Y/n)?"

"I just wanted to hangout, why are you here?"

"Mere coincidence, (Y/n), I advise you to stay away from this garbage collector."

And with that, Kyouya left you with Nozomi, 'Is he jealous? The Kyouya Sata is jealous? No, it can't be.'

"So I was wondering if you would like to hangout, unless Kyouya scared you off."

"Why not? I don't have anything else planned."

"Great!"

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You and Nozomi had been walking around the town for awhile, getting to know each other, but something had been bugging you.

"Nozomi? Why did Kyouya call you a trash collector?"

He looked ashamed at what Kyouya meant, but never less told you.

"Well, it was back in high school, you see, and I just moved to the school he attended. I used to be a player amongst the girls that went to the school, and Kyouya used to be to, but when I tried to convert him back by showing him all the girls that liked me, he called them trash. He said that 'all I had was a pile of trash' so now I'm the trash collector, but I swear, I'm not that filthy man-whore I used to be. Please believe me."

You stared at him before breaking out in a laugh as he stared at you questioningly.

"Nozomi, I don't care if you used to be player, or not. I just care about who you are now."

He then laughed himself, saying 'you're right.' and things like it.

"(Y/n), you're different from most girls, no wonder Kyouya likes you so much."

"Huh? Kyouya likes me?"

"Yeah, you didn't know that? I guess he does have an odd way to show it, but he defiantly likes you as a friend, but if I didn't know any better, I would thing you two were dating."

Your face bursted a bright pink, again today, before punching Nozomi in the arm.

"I-it's not like that!"

He chuckled a 'sure' before continuing the walk around town.

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You layer on your bed, thoughts racing through your mind like race cars on a mad dash. Kyouya was the only thing on your mind, then at the moment your montage of Kyouya ended, you came to a conclusion.

"I like Kyouya."

It was a mere whisper, but audible for you, and only you, to hear. The only thing you could do now is to hope he feels the same, but a sickening feeling said that something was to get in you're way.

"(Y/n)? You there?"

Aya walked into your room after you miraculous discovery, leaving her to be the only one you could vent out to.

"Aya, I need to tell you something, something you can't tell a soul."

"Alright, spit it out!"

"I-uh, I have a crush, I think, but I'm not sure if I should like him."

"Is it Kyouya?"

You only nodded as Aya had a face that read I knew it.

"Then it's time to start operation 'Kyouya and (Y/n)'"

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Hey guys, this only updated the first like 300 words so I'm sorry if you got excited for nothing. Please like, follow, and comment things I need to change!

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~cinna-chan