Arithmetic Love || Bang Chan
  • Reads 456
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 11
  • Time 38m
  • Reads 456
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 11
  • Time 38m
Ongoing, First published Jun 01, 2021
Mature
Rehema was your simple high school student, trying to get through her senior year. She's good at almost everything and every subject in school, except math. 

When a young, new teacher is introduced as her math teacher, will she be able to keep her composure with him to finish out her last high school year? Or will she continue to struggle to keep up with this new found distraction? (will contain smut and mentions of abuse so please do not read if that makes you uncomfortable, i care way more about how you feel than about some views in a book.)



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#2 in straykidssmut (04-25-22)
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