Y/n's POV:
Basically the next few lessons I made Katsuki practice nonstop. If it was one note off, redo. No pedal used in a pedal section, redo. I wanted him to be proud when he played the piece perfectly at the event.
"Come on, Y/n, can I just let that slide....it was one fucking note wrong..." He asked.
"No." I said firmly. "We want it perfect."
"Ugh. Fine." He grumbled. Secretly, I enjoyed making him practice- it meant more time with him, and I thought I was starting to actually like-like him.
'Shit. Now that I said it, is it official?!?' I thought to myself.
Unfortunately, as much as I liked the fiery-tempered, talented pianist, determined Katsuki Bakugo, we couldn't be together. I was a teacher and he was my student. Not paying mind we were the same age, it was still a bit odd.
This time, though, he played it perfectly. "Yes. Good job." I smiled, and turned the page to the next song.
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melody, bakugo x reader
Fanfictionkatsuki's pretty fucking pissed when his mother signs him up for piano lessons. and could it get worse than a nerdy, teenage teacher who happened to be a prodigy? one that was a girl his age? content warning- language
