A/N: (Y/N) might be much meaner than she has been in earlier chapters. Please be warned.

Enzo A.:

Me: *Throws him offstage*

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"Alright teach, let's get this over with."

(Y/N) was sitting in one of the personal study rooms with Kamukura sitting across from her with his reading glasses on (they don't actually do anything, just make him look more professional).

"We'll start in the subject you're the least good at: History."

"Fucking- Do we have to?"

"Yes." He was very blunt about it.

There was something about History that you just didn't seem to get. Or maybe part of you just didn't care enough to actually deem any of it as important to your everyday life. Same with political stuff.

Whatever the case was, you sucked at it and studying didn't help so you just quit trying.

"FINE. What is it that you want me to do?"

"Start working on the things you missed, simple worksheets, then we can see what you need help on." He already sounded bored.

That was just fine by you. He did annoy you to a certain extent, but he was the teacher that you couldn't seem to rattle for some reason so... It's whatever by this point.

You aggressively grabbed the pencil and started working despite how worn down and tired you physically felt right now.

As you kept trying to work the words on the pages started to blur together as you struggled to think. Noticing that you stopped writing so aggressively, the dark-haired male moved to sit next to you and sit you back to examine you.

"What the hell teach..."

"Stay still."

Surprisingly (or unsurprisingly) you shut up and did as you were told.

"I suppose we should skip this for now and get you to a hospital."

Is he for real? Why did he care of a sudden?

"No. I'm fine."

"No you're clearly not."

"I just need some time to think, and sleep, then I'll be able to do this stupid make up work."

"Its more than just symptoms of sleep deprivation."

"Are you calling me stupid teach?"

"If that's what you believe."

"Damn. Bold."

Though you tried to sit up to continue writing, he held you back and kept you there until you gave up.

"Okay... But I'm not staying there for more than two days."

He just hummed and let you move again.

In all honesty, you hated hospitals. Though it was understandable as to why, you've always had a raw hatred for such places as they came off as cold and soulless and only ever offered bad news and heartbreak.

It's where you found out that you'll never get to see your graduation and your mom would never get to see you grow up to become an ultimate.

Izuru suspected that something was wrong with you, but he never thought you'd take things so far as to actually end up passing out from your major anger issues.

Noticing that you were getting tired, he sighed and let you doze off on him as he read a book to pass the time.

- Meanwhile -

Hinata knocked on Luke (L/N)'s door. It was after hours but he needed to talk to him.

Luke opened the door and smirked up at him despite the sound of screaming children coming from the inside of his house. "Well hey teach~"

"Hey. Can I come in?"

"Sure~ Just watch the legos after you take your shoes off."

Hajime did as he was told and sat on the couch with Luke.

"So why are you here?"

"I wanted to talk about your sister."

"Of course. So, what do you wanna know?"

"Do you know if there's a reason why she's... Yknow, the way she is?"

Luke thought it over, likely trying to figure out how to tell him, then he spoke.

"She's sick. Not just physically but mentally. Our dad was like that too, he'd push himself to a breaking point trying to get what he wanted without considering the impact on his family. After mom died he was so emotionally broken that he left us for dead. (Y/N) was devastated and decided to take care of us, but I think it's starting to take a huge toll on her health."

Hajime seemed shocked, he never knew that she had kept something so concerning to herself for so many years. It wouldn't explain some things about her though...

"Are you worried about her?"

"...all the time teach."

Luke looked at the picture frame hanging above the staircase. That picture was of you and your siblings all taking a selfie together with duck faces at the beach. That was taken a week before your enrollment at HPA.

"She's like... My best friend. Not just my older sister."

"...I understand."

Hajime, in that second, could see how broken up the (L/N) family seemed to be in Luke's eyes... before he just smirked and gave a peace sign.

"Take a picture whydoncha~"

"Oh... Sorry."

"Well, unlike my sister, I don't intend of having a fanfic written about a gay student-teacher relationship. But that'd be pretty hot..."

What... Was he talking about?

"Well... I'm going to go now? Thanks for talking to me."

"Yeah~ Of course. Come back if you ever need anything else, or if I need to like, vent." Luke grinned ignoring that WALL BREAK he just triggered.

"Of course."

Hajime then left, knowing that this was going to be a very long ride to graduation.

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