How We Met Again

How We Met Again

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A Quintessential Quintuplets fanfiction. In an alternative timeline where Uesugi declined the tutoring job, his past connection to the quintuplets is enough to slowly pull him into the midst of their lives. A Fuu/Yots fic... probably. Currently being imported from AO3 and FF.N.
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(This story has been re-written with a brand new take,.) Five girls who want to do anything but study and two high school boys who are desperate enough to try teaching them. Meet Fuutarou Uesugi-the definition of a bookworm with zero social skills-and Y/n L/n, his quiet, reserved best friend who works part-time as a chef and has a knack for understanding people better than they understand themselves. Burdened by financial struggles, they decide to take on a tutoring job for five sisters: Ichika, Nino, Miku, Yotsuba, and Itsuki Nakano-the five beautiful daughters of a wealthy businessman. The problem? These sisters have five times the attitude, five times the laziness, and five times the excuses to avoid studying. Each has her own personality, secrets, and reasons for failing in school. "When people look at me... they think I'm just a good-for-nothing guy. Someone with no dreams, no future, no purpose. But they don't know me. They don't know how it feels-to be seen, but never truly understood. There are only two people who understand me. And honestly, that's all I need. I don't need hundreds of people to cheer for me, or thousands to say they believe in me. If even one person truly sees me for who I am, then that's enough. That's all I've ever wanted."

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