Don't Stand So Close to Me [Tutor Sting X Reader- The Police]

The shrill sound of the alarm clock was no match for the booming voice that followed. "Y/N! Get up, you're going to be late!" Her mum's voice echoed through the house, cutting through the morning silence like a knife.

Y/N groaned and pulled the covers over her head, trying to block out the noise. But her mum was relentless. "I mean it, young lady! You can't afford to miss another class!"

Footsteps pounded up the stairs, and within seconds, her bedroom door flew open. Her mum stood in the doorway, hands on her hips, her face a mix of frustration and concern. "Do you want to fail out of college? Because that's where you're headed if you don't get up right now!"

Y/N peeked out from under the covers, her eyes barely open. "Five more minutes," she mumbled, but her mum was having none of it.

"No more minutes! Get up, get dressed, and get moving!" Her mum's voice softened slightly, but the urgency remained. "I know it's tough, but you have to push through. Now, up!"

With a resigned sigh, Y/N threw off the covers and swung her legs over the side of the bed. Her mum gave a satisfied nod before turning to leave. "Breakfast is on the table. Don't dawdle."

As the door closed behind her, Y/N rubbed her eyes and stretched, the remnants of sleep slowly fading away. Another day, another battle with the alarm clock-and her mum.