𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕪 : 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖 | x1 / WEi yohan fanfiction

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y/n pov: 

i wasn't an actual bad student lol. i was just... lazy to explain. you ask why i get bad grades? simple, lazy. i'm lazy to pay attention in class, lazy to revise at home, lazy to even attempt more than three pages of the exam papers. just saying, i get all three pages correct. every. single. time. i don't know how either, answers just come out. but tiredness kicks in and before i know it, i'm lazily laying on the table, just waiting for the teacher to announce that exams have ended. and that's just me on a daily basis.

yohan pov:

>> next day in school >>

"students, mid terms are in three months. remember, we should never start revising only days before. we should be starting right now already. i look forward to improving grades okay? don't disappoint me. yohan, you'll do well with your buddy right?" mrs jang suddenly asked.

"oh um, yeah?" i replied.

"confidence dear, we'd love to see it," she said.

"yes mrs jang," i said, and thereafter taking a seat back.

"yes that's better. everyone, confidence okay? confidence like our dear yohan here. he tops the class all the time, tops the level yearly, we aim to be like him don't we?" she asked. no response-

"anyway, i have a meeting to be at, see yall at language class okay? see you," she said as she left the classroom.

"you heard her right?" i asked y/n.

"well i'm not deaf," she replied.

"then let's get started. tuition from me for three months, until exams. if you do well, that will mean i passed the challenge. deal?" i asked.

"what if.. i don't want tuition?" she asked.

"it's not a choice. it's a command. i'm sure you want to go back to your old class, so just cooperate for three months and back you go, okay?" i asked.

"fine... but trust me, i can do it myself too," she said.

"if you insist, sure," i said, "just let me know your final decision."

"tuition's it," she said after a moment of silence.

"great. today after school, at the café nearby. see you," i said.

"sure," she replied.

y/n pov:

"great. today after school, at the café nearby. see you," yohan said.

"sure," i replied. at least some accompaniment to fill my boredom.

>> time skip to after school cuz why not >>

|| at the café ||

yohan hadn't arrived, so i ordered a cup of americano and waited for his arrival. while waiting, a baby suddenly walked to me.

"mama... i want mama..." he said.

"you want mama? are you lost?" i asked, mimicking his baby voice as i carried him.

"waaaaa," he cried even louder.

"okok where did you lose your mama?" i asked.

"nya nya nya nya nya nya," he said within tears, which i didn't understand at all. 

"bae- i don't understand baby language-" i said. 

"mama... table... call... lost... WAAAA!" he cried. 

oh god- children are troublesome- mama table call lost, what does that mean-