NCT short imagines

No need

Q.Kun
No need
Word count: 1074

Kun's POV

"Kun, do you have time to help a student after school?" My teacher asked. "Yes, who is it?" I asked. "It's y/l/n y/n, I already informed her parents that she'll be getting a tutor and they were totally fine with it." I nod and look at y/n sitting in the back of the classroom. "I'll be helping her." I smile and leave back to my seat. I know who she is but I don't really know her personally. I'm a little nervous but I have to speak with her.

After class I quickly follow y/n out to stop her. "Y/n." She stops and turns around with a sigh. "Kun? What do you need?" She asked. "Your address. Our teacher asked if I could tutor you." I smile but she keeps a straight face. "Oh great you're my new tutor. Kun let me tell you one thing, it'll be no use. I don't need your help because whatever I try I'll fail." I furrow at her words. "Don't be negative. We'll see what we can do. At least try to." I tell her. "Fine wait for me at the school gates after school."

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I was waiting for her. Finally she shows up. "You can always just go home and do whatever you like there." She tells me. "But I honestly enjoy this. I'm not going home." I follow her. We arrived at a big house. We walk in and I looked around. "You really live here? It's beautiful." I hear her sigh again. "Yeah whatever. Let's just get this over with." I follow y/n to her room. We sit down at her desk and I take out my workbook. "Why do you even do this? What's so fun to be around stupid kids who'll fail classes anyway?" She asked.

"You're not stupid. It's not because you fail some tests that you're stupid. Maybe it's the way you study or maybe something else. We just have to find out." I explain her. "Tell me how do you usually study for this class?" She shrugs. "I just read it first and then I fail my class. Easy." I put my pencil down. "That's the problem. Why don't you study like everyone else? Take notes, write down important things, actually learn it." She shook her head. "It's because I can't okay! This is stupid, this is boring, I don't want to be a lawyer or a business woman of a big company. I just want some normal regular job, something I actually like. This is too much information to study."

After she calmed down I tried talking to her. "Do your parents tell you what to be when you grow up?" She nods quietly. "Then why don't you tell them you want something else?" I asked. "You don't have to know this, just leave me. I have no need to be tutored or anything." I stayed. I didn't walk away from her. "I'm staying. Not because you need to be tutored but because I want to help you." I told her honestly. "What do you want to be? What do you like to do?" I asked her a couple questions and she answered them all. "But Kun what's the point about all this? Finding what I actually should study for my dream job won't change a thing. I can't change my parents their mind."

"You can always try. Be honest, tell them how you actually feel." She shook her head. "I can't tell them." She said. "You want me to help and tell them?" I asked. "I don't know. Kun you're doing so much right now. I'm almost feeling sorry for you." I raised a brow. "You're feeling sorry for me? You've been yelling at me for almost 40 minutes. What happened?" She rolls her eyes at me. "You're strange, you know that?" I nod my head. "Everyone I ever tutored told me this at least once during their first lesson." I smile. "But come on, I'll help you with telling your parents." I stood up. She hesitates but gets up as well.

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Y/N's POV

"Is dad still at work?" I asked my mom. "Yes he's still at a meeting. What's wrong sweetheart?" It's embarrassing how she calls me that with Kun next to me. I even hear him chuckle. "I have to tell you something." I start. "What is it?" Mom looks up at me, it makes me so nervous. "Do I have to say it?" Kun asks me. "No, I don't need your help. I can do this." I tell him. "Mom I don't want to have a job that pays too much. I want to have a normal job, I don't want to be like dad. Boss of a company, I don't want that." I told her, I was still scared of her reaction. "What do you want to be?" She asks.