Her badboy (saitama x fubuki)

One

Fubuki POV.

"Fubuki, wake up dear it is eight of the morning," I heard my Mom. I squinted to regulate my view against my room light.  I saw Mom was standing beside my bed. I yawned while getting up from the bed and stretch out my body.

The concerned look on her face didn't unnoticed by me. However, I brushed away her look.

"Good morning, mom"

"Morning."

I headed across my wardrobe to extracted my school uniform while folding my long hair into a messy bun.

"Were you again doing overtime?" she asked.

"Yeah," I answered her laconically.

"Fubuki, how many times I have to tell you that you don't have to take everything on your shoulders."

I turned to her who was looking at me and I sighed, "Mom, I like it and it's not a big deal, " I assured her like always.

"And it's not that I am handling everything by myself."

She always anxious about as I work overtime sometimes. I do work as a maid for paying my school's fees and I don't want my mother to handle everything by herself. If I can make her agony even less then I'll do more.

"I scared for you."

"Look at me Mom, I'm always totally fine." I gave her my cheeky grin, and continued,

"You don't have to be scared for me, I'm not a child anymore.

She smiled softly," I guess, you are right." she sighed and came toward me and her warm hand caressed my cheek.

"I have known it from so earlier that You were grownup."

"Mom, I have to take bath otherwise I'll be late for school," I rushed into the bathroom before she began with her talk about Dad which always makes her sad.

"Hurry up and come downstairs I have already made breakfast."

It took me 15 minutes to take a bath and ready for my school. I tied my hair into a long ponytail. I wore my black frame spectacles as without them I can't see explicitly, and I took my bag and went downstairs to have breakfast. Mother has already left for her work. She works as a nurse. After breakfast and taking a lunch box. I come out of the house and lock it. My house isn't a big one. It is small like most middle-class families. But after dad's death, our financial condition isn't good as father had left us in debt. Mom and I are working to write off that debt. That why sometimes I do overtime. I ran to the train station. I have to take the train to go to my school like my school in a neighboring city.

I'm 17 years old. It is my final year of school. I don't have friends. I'm a nerd for my classmates so they never paid heed to me. I don't care whether they noticed me or not. I haven't joined any club activities as I don't have time for these things. I jolted as the Train stopped at the station and I come out of it. And ran for my school as I only have 10 minutes leftover. I reached out at the gate and stopped for taking long breaths. And began to take a walk. I reached my locker

I opened my locker and extracted my indoor shoes and put another pair of shoes in the locker.

I walked into the hall for my class. I heard noises like always. I don't bother to look at what is going on that girls are in awe and shouting, Saitama! 

The gorgeous, wealthy, Captain and ace of the basketball club, Saitama. And the notorious player of all years. Girls drool over him. And he changes his girlfriend every week. I don't know how could a girl like a player. Then again, it is not my business.

I entered the empty class and took my seat corner at the window.  There are a few minutes to begin the class, so I pulled out a book to revise the lesson. 

As the bell rang, everyone rushed toward his seats.

"Hi." I heard an unfamiliar greeting, I thought to greet him back as I don't want any kind of adverse with my desk neighbors

"Hey,"

Oh, crap!

The bad boy was sitting beside me this year.

I returned my focus to my book.

I care less. I hate playboys. bedsides, why I'm even thinking about it. I just have to remember not to get into trouble because of him.

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"Fubuki, please take the order of the near seat of the window," said Haruka.

She works here as a maid like me. she is 20 years old college student.

"Okay!!"

I went toward near the window seat. There was a radiant black-brown hair guy who was wearing a turquoise T-shirt and gray jeans. And he was looking out the window.

I put a fake smile on my face and prepared myself. "What may I bring you, master?" I asked, my eyes went wide in surprise.

Shoot!

He is my desk neighbor, the badboy! He was looking at me without any surprise.

He didn't recognize me?

"Are you fine Ms.?" he asked.

Relief crossed my face. He didn't recognize me.

I didn't wear my glasses at the time of work and use contact lenses. I don't use contact lenses most of the time, I don't feel comfortable. The purpose of wearing them is only that it changes my look that nobody can recognize me easily.

Immediately I composed myself and said. 

"Yeah. I'm fine." I smiled.  "What may I bring you, master?" I asked again.

"I would like to have Matcha ice cream," I wrote down his order and went into the kitchen.

I gave the note to Haruka who is the café's chef as well. And took his order without any problem.

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I went into a changing room as my shift is finished. I wore my comfortable casual clothes. And I took off my contact lenses and put on my glasses.

I take the exit from behind the door which goes in the alley. As I opened I wasn't hoping to see him again at the time.

"So you work as a maid, " he remarked and the smirk was apparent on his face.