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chapter i . late per usual «────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»
" (L/n) "
" Mr. Aizawa," (Y/n) hastily greeted as she scurried into the classroom, one hand gripping her school bag and the other, a bottle of strawberry boba tea.
" your late. . .per usual," he solemnly told her as he watched the girl quickly brush through the rows of students before flopping down into her assigned seat with a tired sigh.
" so it would seem," she half-heartedly laughed before hanging her bag against the back of the chair and popping open the bottle of boba. "my apologies though, Mr. Aizawa! I over slept—it won't happen again. I swear"
" Let's hope so, but don't think that your apology will excuse the fact that your late to class for the 5th time in a row this week."
" gee wiz," (Y/n) gasped, "that many times!?"
A few nearby students seemed to smile at her obliviousness. Mr. Aizawa shook his head in return before turning back to face the board, the chalk raised in his hand as he began to write again.
" so it would seem," he mumbled.
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" a school partner?" (Y/n) groaned. "what for?"
" to encourage you to keep your grades up, (L/n)" Mr. Aizawa informed her as he crossed his arms again and sighed. "you have the capability to be a good student, (L/n), yet, you have no drive to do so. In turn, your grades are falling far below average. I'm afraid if this continues on for much longer, i'll have no choice but to move you to a different class" he told her, gaining a sudden gasp of shock from the girl.
" What! But I really like class 1-A, and besides, I've become really attached to that chair over there," she paused to gesture towards her school chair. "Me and him, we're best friends"
" do you think this is funny?"
" just a little bit," (Y/n) sighed discontentedly before crossing her arms meekly behind her back. "if i bring my grades up, will you let me stay though? pretty please, Mr. Aizawa!?" she begged, holding up her hands in a faux prayer. "i'll try my best! I swear on it, or my name isn't (Y/n) (L/n)"
" If you bring your grades up within the next month, i'll let you stay. but--" Mr. Aizawa paused to raise a finger to her eyes, " if your grade doesn't make it above a C by then, i'll have to move you to a new class that can handle your slacking behavior better then i can, is that understood (L/n)"
" yes sir, Mr. Aizawa!" (Y/n) chirped as she raised a handle swiftly to her forehead to salute him.
" good. I'll introduce you to your assigned school partner then," he told her, strolling towards the classroom door and nudging it open with his hand. " let's head to the dorms"
" yes sir!" (Y/n) cheerfully smiled before grabbing her boba tea and school bag off the nearby desk as she raced past him into the hallway with jittery movements. " i can't wait to meet them!"
" good because you'll be stuck working with him for an entire month"
