(PROTIP: The name Yuuen is inspired by the name Y/N found in most fanfiction. Or at least that's how I keep pronouncing it)
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"You kids look like you've been spoiled growing up before we start with learning society's rules, how bout' we start with the rules of being a decent human being." Ushimaru-sensei scolded us as he hardened his glare at the drowsy new-kid.
"Hey! New kid," He stated but the boy was too lost in thought to realize the teacher called on him for the answer.
Yuuen bit the inside of her cheek as she looked away.
Deciding to help the new kid out a little bit she kicked him in the calve making him shoot up in pain.
She added a little force to jolt him awake.
"The Greek philosopher, Plato, divided the soul into three parts; Soul, appetite and what is the third one?" Ushimaru-sensei asked making Yuuen tighten her fists in anticipation 'Not going easy on the newbie huh?'
'Oh well, I can't say I tried, better off getting one wrong than not being attentive enough to answer.'
"Logic." Akira stated simply earning a look of surprise, yet satisfaction on the man's face.
"Well, it looks like someone is keeping up with his studies." He praises as the class begins to mutter comments on how a delinquent like him could get that right.
Even Yuuen was a little shocked as she sat up straight with a look of surprise on her face.
Akira turned around slightly, not enough to grab anyone's attention other than Yuuen and mouthed a small 'Thanks' which she gave him a small peace sign before diverting his attention back to the lesson.
Akira sweatdropped a bit, he wasn't sure how he could manage in these classes without someone keeping him attentive.
He was so exhausted after going to the metaverse for the last 3 nights in a row to scout out Kamoshida's palace.
He barely slept all night, and the bags underneath his eyes were only getting darker.
Luckily, Yuuen's there to keep him on track, even if her version of "On Track" is physical abuse to one's calves.
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"Alright, that about wraps up class for today, you're free to leave. Just don't forget to study for your exam next week." Ushimaru-sensei stated as the majority of the class rose and left their seats.
Akira had begun to head out of class when he was stopped by a certain auburn-eyed female.
"Kurusu-kun," Yuuen said following Akira out into the hallway.
"Hm?" Akira asked turning to face the worried bluenette female.
"You've been sleeping in class lately, and less attentive. That isn't like you, is everything ok?" She asked concerned as the black-haired boy leaned against the wall and rubbed his temple.
He knew it was only a matter of time before people began to notice the lack of sleep, he thought Sojiro would be the first, but he was always pretty bad at guessing these things.
Nevertheless, he couldn't make her worry so he brushed the bangs out of his face and looked at the bluenette with a gentle smile.
"I'm alright, just a little tired because I didn't sleep well last night." Akira smiled gently, even if it was a lie, it was better than having Yuuen find out about the Metaverse. He already made a mistake and had Ann find out if he isn't careful Yuuen will be the next to know.
"...If you say so." She drops her smile, unconvinced.
Akira does nothing but pat the head of the smaller girl.
"Thanks for worrying, but really, I'm ok."
She frowns for a bit before grinning mischievously and grabbing Akira's wrist.
"W-wait! Where are we going?" Akira asked as the girl stopped dragging him and turned around.
"You're going to treat me to coffee because I saved your skin back in home economics today." She smirked as Akira sweatdropped at her attempted to finagle free coffee out of Akira.
"Plus you have to study for that test soon so we'll study together there." She smiled with a determined look on her face.
"What do you say?" She challenged with a rebellious gleam which Akira couldn't help but comply.
"Hah, alright then." He smiled and let the girl drag him out of the school and into the busy streets of Shibuya.
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The two students sat across from each other in the crowded booth of the cafe.
"Alright, so if x=3 then y is 8-z?" Akira questioned as Yuuen nodded and begun to lightly explain the problem once again, leaning over the table to point to his paper.
"Oh, I see," Akira said feeling a slight boost in Knowledge due to Yuuen's tutoring.
He then looked up for a brief moment and realized how close Yuuen was to him, any close and their noses would be touching.
Not to mention their lips-...
Akira began to turn red and Yuuen sat bad down in her seat and played some low music off her phone and placed it on the table.
'Holy crap, she's completely oblivious.' He noticed with a slight sweatdrop, dulling his blush to nothing more than a light pink.
Luckily Akira was a disciplined man and didn't close the gap, despite how easy it would have been.
It would have been easy to explain too, like that it was an accident or something.
'Yuuen really needs to be more careful.' Akira pouts to himself as he watches the bluenette drown him out and concentrate on her own work.
He soon yawned which didn't go unnoticed by Yuuen as she looked up for a split second before returning to her work.
As much as he wanted to study for his upcoming test, between the lack of sleep and calming music Akira couldn't seem to keep his eyes open.
All he did was put his head down for a couple of moments and next thing he knew it he was out cold.
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"Alright! I think I'm done for today! What about you, Kuru-..." The girl stopped noticing the peacefully sleeping boy in front of her.
She smiled and took off his glasses placing them in front of him.
'He really needs to remember to take off his glasses before he takes a nap, they'll leave marks on his face' She noted tidying up the lenses, a weird quirk she always had.
'He really should be more careful.' She sighed standing up and digging in his blazer pocket to grab his cellphone.
She dialed a number which quickly picked up.
"Hello... Sakura-san? This is Yuuen Morito, Kurusu-kun is out cold and I can't carry him back, can you come and get him?" Yuuen asked as the older man sighed in slight annoyance.
"Yeah, I'll come to get him just stay there for a while..." He tsked as he seemed to be moving some things around.
"Alright, I'll wait," Yuuen said looking back at the tired boy.
She ended the call and noticed his phone was lacking some crucial information.
She smiled and went into contacts.
And right above Sojiro Sakura, she implemented her own name.
'Yuuen Morito >-<'
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BONUS:
Akira yawned as he woke up after a long and restful sleep. Brushing his messy hair away from his face, he realized he was sleeping within his own bed back at Leblanc.
"That's odd, I don't remember coming home yesterday..." He rattled his head for answers. Maybe he was so tired after a study session with Yuuen, that he just subconsciously did it and went to bed.
He didn't even change out of his clothes!
Luckily it was a weekend and he didn't have to worry about going to school in his now wrinkled uniform.
Deciding to get up, despite the fact he had no memory of the previous day up until Yuuen's face was inches-...
He decided to stop that thought, he wasn't necessarily interested in Yuuen like that; but him being the teenage boy he was and her being the pretty girl she was, he couldn't help but get flustered.
After washing off the residual blush on his face with a washcloth he realized his eye bags were gone and he felt much more refreshed then he had the past few days.
He must have slept pretty well, thankfully.
After heading out of the bathroom, as well as changing into comfortable clothes he walked downstairs to see a note on the counter, must have been from Sojiro.
"Don't know when you'll wake up. You've been sleeping like a toddler that just threw a temper-tantrum and knocked itself out for the past 10 hours."
Akira sighed a little on how specific Sojiro was being just because he wanted to be slightly rude.
"He could have just said 'Like a baby'..." The boy mumbled as he began to continue reading the note.
"You passed out during your study session with that 'Mojito' girl, you should apologize, she had to call me to get you home. Talk about wasting a girl's time, this is why brats like you will never get a girlfriend. Nevertheless, I made you some curry, warm it up if you're hungry. I'll be out for a bit." Signed Sojiro.
Akira finished reading the paper with a depressed look on his face.
'I can't believe I fell asleep after she offered to study with me.' He sighed with little crying emotes. 'How disrespectful.'
Although, he also sweatdropped at how Sojiro referred to Morito-san as an alcoholic beverage.
'I guess I really was that exhausted...' He realized with a sigh as he sat down at one of the barstools and looked at his phone.
He wanted to apologize to Morito-san for yesterday, but then he realized he doesn't have her number.
He really did have the worst luck.
But as he was scrolling through his texts he noticed he got a new message.
Yuuen Morito >-<: You passed out during our study session, I had Sojiro bring you home and I don't think you'll be waking up for a while. You were knocked out like a baby! Anyways, I hope you don't mind I added my contact into your phone. I was just thinking that now since we're friends and all it would be useful to be able to contact me in case of emergency.
Akira smirked at the emoticon she put after her name. 'Of course, she would do something like that.'
Akira Kurusu: Thanks for bringing me home, and I'm sorry for falling asleep. I was just really tired.
Akira sighed as he sent the text, at least now he was able to apologize to her; it still didn't make it any less embarrassing though.
Yuuen Morito >-<: Oh... actually, I kinda wanted you to fall asleep. You haven't been sleeping well lately so I decided bringing you out to "Study" would use up your time so you wouldn't go and do something tiring and not sleep again. I played calming music and even ordered tea for you so that you'd get tired. I can't believe it actually worked '-'|||.
Yuuen Morito >-<: You should really stop staying up so late, it's bad for your body. Do you want to be underweight for the rest of your life?
Akira snickered a little bit at her attempt to scold him. What is she, his mom?
Akira Kurusu: Thanks for worrying.
Yuuen Morito >-<: Np ;P
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