𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕪 : 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖 | x1 / WEi yohan fanfiction

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y/n pov:

within three minutes he was done marking as he looked up.

"you didn't peek at the answer key right?" he asked.

"you didn't see me peek at the answer key right?" i asked back.

"no," he said.

"that's my answer then," i said.

"this doesn't explain your grades... you got 80% the questions correct, which is why i don't understand your consistent failing in exams," he said.

"there's a difference between being unable to pass and choosing not to pass," i said. he didn't know my family background, he probably wont understand.

"why don't you choose to pass then?" he asked.

"if i didn't pass exams, school would have to ring my parents up and my parents would've no choice but to visit me. and then i'll finally see them again. but then again, they have never came personally, it was always their secretary," i said. subconsciously, my eyes started brimming with tears.

"sorry i didn't know," he said, passing me a tissue.

"it's fine, i never told you about my family background," i replied, using to tissue to dab along my face, wiping off the tears which fell.

"well, let's just stop studies for a while, what do you wanna drink?" he asked.

"iced americano works. add some whipping cream please," i said.

"sure," he said as he went to the counter.

yohan pov:

"why don't you choose to pass then?" i asked y/n.

"if i didn't pass exams, school would have to ring my parents up and my parents would've no choice but to visit me. and then i'll finally see them again. but then again, they have never came personally, it was always their secretary," she explained. i guess she didn't realise her tears were falling as she spoke.

"sorry i didn't know," i said. great, i raked up an unpleasant memory of hers.

"it's fine, i never told you about my family background," she assured, shrugging it off. i have to find a way to change the topic...

"well, let's just stop studies for a while, what do you wanna drink?" i asked. hope that works...

"iced americano works. add some whipping cream please," she said.

"sure," i said, making my way to the counter. guess that's how i can make it up to her, slightly. 

y/n pov:

not long after, yohan came back with the drinks. he passed me my cup of iced mocha as i took a quick sip. yes, i had a sweet tooth. anything i ever ordered never had its sugar level any lesser than 100%. maybe diabetes is coming soon.

"y/n," he suddenly spoke.

"yeah?" i asked, looking up at him.

"there's whipping cream on your lip," he said, trying to hold in his laughter.

"really? where?" i asked, taking a piece of tissue and wiping all over my lips.

he took the tissue from me while chuckling and said, "here." he softly wiped against my lips as i stared at him. he slowly shifted his gaze to me as time seemed to stop, like a moment just for us two.

"seems like you feel better now, let's continue studying a little then," he said, sitting back down and tossing the tissue to the closest bin.

"oh um sure," i said, quickly looking back at the assessment books.

a.n update ^_^