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    really? weird.


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    takashi crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall, taking a moment to chuckle to himself. "you don't know why you're in the tutoring program? taken a look at your grades lately, miyuki? unacceptable. that's why you're in the tutoring program." he turned his head slightly, peering farther into the girl's bathroom. "want to give it another try? 'cause i don't want to get in trouble for this, and i don't think you want to, either."


    and he suddenly turned into a jackass
    i don't know where i'm going with this guy's personality

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    it looks pretty nice.


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    staring after her, takashi let out another sigh, though this one was heavier than the last. this one's a challenge, eh, takashi? he nodded to himself, as if he were replying to his own thought. running a hand through his blonde locks, he stuffed his hands in his pockets before going back to the classroom, quietly opening and closing the door once he was inside. he walked back to the table reiko sat at, shaking his head at the sight before him. "tired? start going to bed earlier - you'll be staying after school for quite a while." takashi slid into the seat next to her, watching her from the corner of his eye. i was a bit stern and i said a few things i probably shouldn't have, but it was all to get her to understand why she's here. and to get her to be serious about her grades. he still couldn't help but feel a little guilty. "hey, miyuki-san? do you just want to take the worksheet home and bring it back tomorrow? i can give you my phone number so that you can call me when you need help."

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    might be because the gif is a bit big.


    you're doing fine. it's okay.


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    takashi couldn't help but grin at her tone. "you're not listening, are you? i see how it is - you rebellious first years don't like to listen to your senpais. but either way, we're exchanging cell phone numbers and you will do that worksheet. even if i have to stay on the phone with you all night and force you to." picking up the pencil reiko had thrown down earlier, he pulled her worksheet toward him and printed his name neatly across the top, followed by his phone number. "alright, miyuki-san. you have my number now. so give me yours."

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    "superpower, eh? hm...either the power to read minds or the super strength." 'i'd be a better brother to tsubomi and shuuya if i did have a superpower. if only.' "you watch anime, don't you? if so, what anime character would you want to go out to lunch with? naruto looks like he'd be pretty fun to hang out with."

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    takashi smile, pushing the slip of paper into his book next to the bookmark. he, too, glanced up at the clock, and noticed that an hour had already passed - no wonder the other students here were packing up. "yeah, you can go. expect a call from me later, though." leaning over, he dropped his book into his schoolbag, hoisting it up over his shoulder as he stood. the blonde threw up a peace sign as he walked away, easily slipping into the crowd of departing students.


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    takashi kept his gaze fixed on the dark sky outside his window, bored now that all of his homework was finished and tucked away somewhere for tomorrow. his cellphone was held tight in his hand, the slip of paper with reiko's number pinned under his thumb. i hope she's working. it would be wonderful if she was - it would make my job easier. i wouldn't have to call if she cooperated. looking down, takashi flipped open his cellphone, reading off the slip of paper as he pinned in her number. then, he brought the device to his ear, listening to it ring. hope she doesn't have my number registered in her phone yet. she's sure to ignore me if that's the case.

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    seto chuckled, though he cut himself off once mary asked the next question. a dark blush appeared on his face, and suddenly he couldn't bear to look mary in the eye. "oh...i dunno...a small girl with bright eyes and a nice personality, i suppose. eh...shy girls are cute, i guess. i've never been asked this question. how about you? how would you describe the boy of your dreams?"

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    ...i didn't expect that.


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    "this is pizza prince, how may i help you?" takashi chuckled, shaking his head. "yeah, real funny, miyuki-san. how's the homework coming along?" the lady on the other line was silent for few moments. "excuse me, sir?" the amused smile faded as he realized that this wasn't a joke. not at all. well damn. she's a sly one. "sorry, ma'am. my friend pranked me. i'm not ordering anything." he pulled the cellphone away from his ear, eyes narrowing as he clicked the red 'end call' button. really? really? what the hell's wrong with her? letting out a frustrated sigh, the boy tossed his cellphone to the foot of the bed, hands balling into fists. she is in soo much trouble.

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    indeed.


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    "first of all, outside of school, i'm just takashi. there's no need to be so formal. second of all, i'll forgive you for that little stunt you pulled - but if it happens again, you'll be in trouble. and, lastly..." the scowl on his face softened, and his tone grew gentle and calm as it usually was during school hours. "how's your homework going?" unable to fight off a smile, takashi leaned his head against the window, staring up at the bright white orb in the sky.

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    takashi chuckled as he heard the rustling, shaking his head at reiko's answer. she's a really bad lier. "sure, sure. which problem are you on? work it out and give me the answer - and if you need help, i'm right here, okay? don't get frustrated. just stay calm this time."

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    something tells me we'll be together for a while. after a few more moments of silence, the blonde spoke up, his tone gentle and rather soothing. he didn't feel like getting yelled at tonight. "miyuki-san? do you need me to help you? read off the question, and i'll try to help you find the answer, okay?"

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    the blonde closed his eyes, mentally searching the math textbook for the correct formula to use for this particular problem. before the tutoring program had started up, takashi had personally gone through and memorized as much of the first year textbooks as he could so that he wouldn't have to search through the books every time he needed a formula or answer. moments later, his eyes opened again, and he began to give reiko instructions on how to do the problem, asking her if she understood many times along the way. "use the same process for the next one, except divide your answer by two. now, work those two out and tell me what you get."

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    takashi was silent for a moment, though he smiled brightly once he realized reiko was correct. "very good, miyuki-san. see? it's not so hard. all you have to do is be calm and ask for help if you need it. want to keep going, or do you want to wait to finish it at school tomorrow?"

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    chuckling, the blonde easily remembered the formula for the question and slowly walked reiko through the process. "try it out. this one's kinda hard to most first years, so i'm here if you need any extra help."

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    "i-i see..." seto stared out the window as well, watching the birds fly around amongst the trees. "i can't really think of another question..."

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    "well, now i'm starting to question why you're in the tutoring program. correct." i'm actually quite proud of miyuki-san. she's doing well - though i have to wonder, why is she in the program if she's this good? "alright, miyuki-san. we can just pick this up tomorrow if you'd like. you can go back to whatever you were doing - it's probably more fun than schoolwork. sorry for bothering you."

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    yep.


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    / next day, after school


    this time, takashi was the first to arrive at the study hall classroom, tapping his fingers absentmindedly on the table as he waited for reiko. the stack of textbooks and worsheets were still there, so hopefully they could get straight to work when she arrived. maybe we can actually start on the second review sheet today. i'm quite excited to hear her english skills. not as excited to help her with the literature worksheet, though...she doesn't look like she reads all that much.

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    ...it's your character. if you want her to read a lot, go ahead. he was just making an observation, if that's the right word for this situation.


    and also, your signature scares me.


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    "no 'hello, saito-senpai'? fine then, let's get to work." takashi took out a pencil for himself, leaning closer to get a better look at the worksheet. every time he took a breath, his chest brushed against reiko's shoulder, but he didn't seem to mind. "so for this first one here - i was told that your class was taught the formula for this a couple days ago, so you should know it. try it out for me first, and if you get stuck i'll help you out a little."

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    exactly. x3


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    "oh shut up." takashi crossed his arms over his chest, rolling his eyes toward the ceiling. after that, he fell silent, eyes roaming the room as he waited for reiko to solve the problem. the next time he looked at her, though, he immediately snapped out of his daze, ready to help. "hey, hey. calm down, miyuki-san. can't remember? move a little closer and we'll work it out together."


    his first name is takashi. just wanted to clear that up.

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    "yes, you have to do this. it's for your own good. you don't want to be living in your mum's basement, working some terrible job when you get older, right?" with a small sigh, takashi slid the paper toward himself, looking down at the first problem. she was pretty motivated last night. what happened? "miyuki-san...uhm...is this classroom not comfortable for you? there are a lot of people here, so i can see why you would be embarrassed or whatever. do you want to go somewhere else and try again?"