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【𝓚𝔂𝓸𝓳𝓾𝓻𝓸】

↠Fluff
↠Modern AU
↠Mentions of alcohol
↠Fem Reader

Word Count - 5010
Anoetic - Published 07/13/20

Anoetic: A state of mind consisting of pure sensation or emotion without understanding or thought
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Hunched over a stack of papers with a pen in one hand and chopsticks in the other, Kyojuro lazily flitted through the ungraded paperwork from that day, shoving his cup of instant noodles into his mouth. He had returned back to his apartment late that evening, and feeling rather determined, decided to complete the stack of papers to return the next morning to his loyal students. So fixing another mistake with scribbled notes in red ink, he forced down another serving of noodles.

Kyojuro had been a teacher at Kimetsu Academy for a few years now, and with every passing day he had come to love and appreciate his job even more. Seeing his excited students every morning allowed him to beam in happiness, focusing to become the best history teacher the school had ever seen.

He definitely surpassed their expectations, quickly becoming the most popular teacher in the building. Enjoying every minute with the people he worked with, Kyojuro had become a pillar of the school, as others always came to him for questions, or advice, or simply a friendship that was priceless. He was the man everyone looked up to, and no one could find it in their heart to hate him.

Unless you were talking about some of the other teachers, who were quite jealous of his approachability and good nature. But they'll remain unnamed, that's not important right?

Currently skimming over a student's response that was rather confusing and hard to read due to the scribbly handwriting, he hadn't noticed the buzzing of his phone from the other end of the table. Tapping the pen to his lips in thought, when the object finally vibrated to move itself closer to his inattentive figure. His eyes caught sight of the glowing screen.

Snatching it up in his hands, your name flashed across the surface as a bright smile filled his features. Surely he could take a break to talk to his best friend when she called, since he also missed your voice quite badly. It had been a while since you've last seen or heard from one another, so after growing restless, you finally contacted him first. He hastily picked up your call.

"Hello-"

"Kyo-Ju-Ro-kun~"

Blinking in confusion, Kyojuro paused to answer, wondering who the voice was on the other end of the call. It definitely wasn't yours, and he began to worry that something had happened until another unknown voice spoke up.

"Is this him? [F/N]-chan needs a bit of help!"

The giggle that followed made the man cringe a bit, leaning the phone away from his ear as loud incoherent noises emitted from the receiver. The mention of your name made him relax just a bit, aware that these people knew of you, and that your phone hadn't been stolen. However, the fact that they had called for your sake allowed the nervous feeling to return.

"Uh... Yes? Is she alright? What's wrong? What's going on?"

His worried rambling was cut off as the first female voice yelled over the noise to be heard, seemingly snatching the phone back to talk. The sudden changes in who he had been talking to began to get quite annoying, and now all he wanted was for them to get to the point.

"Can you come and pick up [F/N]-chan's drunken ass? She drank too much and we don't feel like taking her home now."

Kyojuro slammed the phone face down to the table, rubbing his temples in annoyance as he tried to contain the sudden burst of anger. Glancing at the clock mounted on the wall, he took note that it was already way past eleven, and it made him wonder why you had been out drinking so late during a weekday.