Opposites Attract - Terunori Kuga x Reader

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Kuga Terunori, he's a very talented individual that snatched the eighth seat of the elite ten in Totsuki academy and he's still climbing.

He basically has everything, as he likes to tell himself. He's rich, he's cute and he's talented. He lacks the height but let's not talk about that.

"It sucks."

Your words rang into his head like a bell that never stopped. Never in his life was he ever told that his creation sucked.

"Welcome home, young master." the butler greeted him as he entered their home. Kuga nodded and stumbled his way upstairs, scaring the workers at his current attitude. It was weird seeing him in such low spirits.

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'I sucked?' Kuga thought, sprawling on his giant bed. 'Me? Kuga Terunori? A chef? The eighth seat?'

He was not taking this well.

'It's because baking isn't my forte, right?' He reasoned, trying to make himself happy. 'Yeah! That's right! It's because that's Momo-senpai's not mine!'

He shot up, having all of his energy back.

'Heh, just you wait, (Y/N)-chi! I'll make sure you see how amazing of a chef I am!'

He laughed, standing up in his bed and putting his hands on his hips. Loud laughter echoed through the Kuga mansion, scaring the workers.

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"Young master... it's 4 o'clock in the morning... what are you doing so up so early?" A maid asked as she entered the kitchen to see their young master cooking. [Kuga has lost control of his life]

"Ah. It's already 4?" Kuga asked, facing the maid. His eyes had dark circles and his complexion looked pale. "I guess I've been busy... go prepare my breakfast. I'll probably be fine at school today..."

"It-it's Saturday..." The maid answered.

Kuga's ladle fell to the floor as a heavy silence filled the large kitchen.

"I hate my life..." He mumbled, taking off his apron and walking away from the kitchen. "I'm going to bed."

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Kuga stared into his ceiling, completely wide awake. After taking a bath, all of his sleepiness suddenly decided to go bye bye and left him as the bored guy that he is right now.

"Argh... what am I gonna do... It's so boring..." He complained, rolling around in his bed, only to fall off. "Goddammit..." He groaned, his head hitting his chair. "Why am I having such a-"

He paused, staring at the shirt sitting on the chair. Did he forget to put it in his laundry basket or what? He stood up and was about to take it to the laundry when he suddenly smelled something pleasant.

'Ah... vanilla? Sugar?' He asked himself, taking the shirt and smelling it. "I don't remember cooking with those..." He cocked his head to the side, wondering where the smell came from. "Only Momo-senpai uses those, other than her there's-"

He froze, chucking the shirt away from his face and suddenly feeling a sense of embarrassment run through his whole being. He fell to the ground dramatically, hiding his face in his palms.

'Why am I like this...' He asked himself. "I need to clear my head..."

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