#Studygroup

[d10nsaint]

FADE INTO YOU | GAMIN YOON X F! READER

req ?!; here

saint, stfu (`ー´) ?!; me writing…? AGAIN?!

Usually, you never cared about other people’s test scores, and only made sure you got in the top 10 when looking at your school’s scores. Your school was too dangerous for you to be getting curious with others, after all. But recently, a certain student caught your eye. Gamin Yoon. You’d noticed he’d been following you around, trying to talk to you, but he never did. Always asking you what you got on tests, always smiling in your direction when you take tests, the whole stalker effect.

Always taking last place on the score boards, but you always saw him studying. The president of the study group, but he was stupid. Something wasnt adding up.

You decided to take the initiative and talk to him instead (mostly because of curiosity, but also because it was getting annoying having him practically stalk you). And it turns out he wanted you to join the study group, and specifically, as a tutor. (mostly for him, but whatever.)

Tutoring Gamin was a full time job.

Sure, he tried, and sure, he did all of his work, but, to be honest? You’d never met someone so stupid in your life.

Once a week study sessions turned into 3 times a week, turned to every weekday, to every day. And only then did you see an improvement in his scores.

His reaction to his tests scores made you feel so proud of yourself for being such a good teacher—the way he ran down the halls to show you his test score, rambling his thanks to you, and talking about how he couldnt have done it without you.

Gamin had promised you that as soon as his grades had gotten up, you wouldn’t have had to tutor him anymore, but to be honest, spending time with him was…fun.

You’d never tell him, though.

[juliettejwnewinesa]

hi!! can you write a story about Man Minhwan in the study group? while the reader is soft and quiet compared to him, how they met, how they progressed and the result of dating?

stawwwpppp this was so cute 🥺 btw wasnt it ma minhwan correct me if im wrong

"Loud Meets Soft"

Ma Minhwan x Soft!Quiet Reader

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Everyone at Yusung Technical High School knew Ma Minhwan.

Loud. Brash. Sharp as a blade and twice as dangerous. He didn’t smile—he smirked. He didn’t talk—he barked orders. People moved out of his way before he even stepped into the hallway. His reputation carried him like a storm.

And then there was you.

You were none of those things.

Quiet. Polite. You stayed close to the wall, always looking down, clutching your books like they were your shield. You weren’t in the fighting scene, barely even involved in the study group. You just liked the library. You read more than you spoke. People forgot your name—Minhwan didn’t even know you existed.

Until the day you bandaged his hand.

He’d been in another fight. You found him in the back of the library, knuckles split and blood dripping onto the wood table, muttering curses under his breath as he shook out his hand.

You hesitated only a second before approaching, pulling tissues from your bag.

“…You’re bleeding,” you said softly.

He looked up, startled—then narrowed his eyes. “Yeah. So?”

You didn’t flinch. “May I?”

Something about how gently you asked—like you weren’t scared of him—made him freeze. You cleaned the blood away, silent and patient. The sting of the antiseptic didn’t even faze him. You didn’t speak. You didn’t scold. Just… tended to him like he was worth being taken care of.

When you were done, you gave him a soft smile and stood.

He didn’t stop thinking about it for three days.

From then on, he started showing up in the library more often.

Not to read.

To find you.

“Hey,” he’d say, standing too close, looking out of place among the shelves. “You always this quiet?”

You’d look up from your book, a little smile tugging at your lips. “Only when I’m comfortable.”

He didn’t get it at first—but he liked it. Liked that you weren’t trying to change him. That you didn’t look at his bruises like they made him dirty. Liked the way you listened when he ranted and didn't flinch when his voice got loud.

It got to a point where the other students whispered about it. What’s someone like him doing with someone like them?

He didn’t care.

Minhwan wasn’t good with words, but he was loyal. Protective. Fierce.

When you walked together, he made sure no one bumped into you.

When you were nervous, he’d squeeze your hand under the table.

And when someone tried to mock your quiet voice—Minhwan put him on the ground.

Dating Him Was Like This:

He held your hand like he was grounding himself. He told you everything—what pissed him off, what scared him, how he never thought he’d care about someone like this.

And you listened. Gently. Without judgment.

You made him softer in the quiet moments.

He made you bolder in the loud ones.

On your anniversary, he bought you a necklace he’d been hiding in his bag for a week. He handed it over roughly, ears turning pink.

“It’s not much,” he mumbled. “But I thought of you when I saw it.”

You wore it every day.

The Result of Dating:

People learned quickly—Minhwan didn’t care about your differences. He loved them.

He didn’t stop being wild, but you gave him peace.

You didn’t stop being soft, but he gave you strength.

You became the person who could pull him back from the edge with just a touch. He became the one who stood in front of you, fists clenched, ready to fight the world.

Opposites, yes.

But perfectly balanced.

Together—you were unstoppable.

[zaramaliksblog]

I demand your attention.

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ featuring Phi Hanwool x female!reader

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹content - woman!reader x Fi Hanwool!kisses, jealousy, love!

Phi Hanwool watched as Y/N carefully packed her textbooks, crossing her arms over her chest. “Ga Min again? Is he really that important to waste time on?” he grumbled.

Y/N looked up, frowning slightly. "Hanwul, don't start. They all need help, and you know how important it is to me that we study."

"They don't deserve you. You're too good for this 'study group.'" His voice was quiet and calm, but there was tension in it.

Y/N walked up to him and touched his cheek. "Han-vi, are you jealous? Of my friends?" He actually likes the nickname you gave him, even though he doesn't admit it.

He grabbed her hand, pulling her closer. "I envy them taking up your time when it could be mine alone."

Y/N smiled, leaning into him. "I can fix this."

Her words were lost in the kiss, passionate and demanding. The room filled with heat, the study group was forgotten, and the world narrowed to two people connected by desire. Hanwool forgot about his jealousies, drowning in her embrace, understanding that now and in the future she would belong only to him.

leave some ideas !I will be only glad !!

I know that Fi Hanwul is not that kind of character, he would have killed them!!

English is not my native language!!

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[darcycarmela]

Watched Episode 10 "The Last Fight"

[bvtterfly7]

Hello guys, I'm Jeonsa and I thought to create a study group for neet aspirants...and created one today in this group I [Admin] will send time tables, weekly tests, Simple notes, quizzes, and poll questions, important MCQs and topics etc etc... AND if u want private tutoring and video study session [private / group] we can do that too... so if anyone interested, u can join through the link provided :) and PLEASE share to your friends if u have any doubts regarding this feel free to contact me My telegram user ID : jeonsa13 THANK YOU!! AND GOOD LUCK GUYS <3

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[professoredu]

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1. Break information into smaller chunks.

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5. Get enough sleep.

[d10nsaint]

CUPID☆— minhwan ma x reader. request here

“Theres no way in hell im going in that thing!”

“It’l be fun, pleaaaseee?”

You and Minhwan were in the street—particularly in the shopping district— and found a photo booth. A real one. You didnt even know that they made those things any more, but the moment Minhwan saw the pink booth he immediately begged you to go take pictures with him.

“ugh, fine!” You groaned as you gave in to his puppy eyes, his pale lips pouting as a way to get you to take the pictures.

“Yay! It’ll be Just this once-“

“good.”

You both stepped into the booth setting your shopping bags on the floor. Minhwan put the money into the machine, and waited for the screen to load. You grumbled, watching him pick effects and filters for the photos.

“Alright, say cheese!”

Minhwan pulled you closer to him in front of the camera, with the brightest smile that you’d ever seen. You’d almost forgotten he was insane.

You blushed and smiled into the camera, wrapping your arms around Minhwan’s small frame. The filters werent shown on the screen as you both took your pictures.

when you both were finished, Minhwan grabbed the bags and rushed to the outside of the booth where the photos came out.

“Oh my—Hey, why do I look like that?” You looked down at the photos and squinted, looking at all of the insane stuff that was projected onto your face.

“I want a do-over! And i pick the filters this time!”

Minhwan showed you his cat-like smile, and shrugged his shoulders.

“Sure!”

[juliettejwnewinesa]

Have you seen Study Group?

🦁

He Only Listens to You

Pairing: Pi Han-wool x Reader (Y/N) Setting: Canonverse (Study Group timeline, violent high school, fights, tutoring, dark undertones) Genre: Romance, Angst, Action, Obsession, Smut Length: Full one-shot ~10,000+ words POV: Third person (Y/N-focused)

Author's note: Have you seen night has come?

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Y/N didn’t understand what she had done to earn Pi Han-wool’s loyalty.

He didn’t talk to anyone. He didn’t fight for anyone but Ga-min. And he definitely didn’t give a shit about anyone else.

But when it came to her, something shifted in his gaze. He looked at her like she was a secret only he got to keep. Like he could kill for her, die for her, or sit in silence for hours beside her and it would still mean more than anything.

It started during the second semester.

Y/N had been assigned to tutor the bottom five students in Class 3-5. She didn’t complain. Not out loud, at least.

But when Pi Han-wool dragged his chair across the floor and dropped into it with the quiet rage of someone who had seen too much for someone his age, she froze.

“You don’t have to try with me,” he said without looking at her.

“That’s fine,” she answered, flipping through her notes. “I’ll try anyway.”

That night, someone from Class 2-4 tried to grope her on the way home.

The guy didn’t make it to second period the next morning. No one saw Han-wool move, but the guy was found behind the gym with a broken wrist and a shattered jaw.

Y/N never said a word. Neither did he.

But after that, he started sitting closer. He’d rest his cheek on his arm and pretend to sleep while she explained algebra. His eyes were always half-open. Watching her lips. Watching the way her fingers moved. Watching the world only through her.

He only spoke when she spoke to him. He only acted when she was in danger.

When Ga-min went down in a fight and everyone turned to Han-wool, he didn’t move.

Until Y/N whispered, “Help him.”

Then he snapped.

Like a dog off leash, he cut through the crowd like wind. Fists cracked bone. Blood spilled. And when it was over, he came back to her, shirt stained red, eyes asking for praise.

She never gave him what he wanted.

Not then.

The night everything broke open, it was raining.

She found him behind the school, knuckles raw and eyes empty. A cigarette dangled from his lips even though he never smoked. It was someone else's. A threat, maybe. A promise.

“You’re hurt,” she said.

He shrugged. “They deserved it.”

“Who?”

“Anyone who looked at you too long.”

He kissed her like he wasn’t supposed to.

He kissed her like the world was ending.

His hands were cold from the rain but her skin burned wherever he touched. His mouth was rough, desperate, but when she gasped, he pulled back like he had overstepped.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

Her fingers curled into his soaked shirt. “No.”

In her bedroom, he barely said a word.

But the way he touched her said everything.

He stripped her down slowly, reverently, like memorizing a textbook he couldn’t afford to fail. His hands trembled, not from fear, but restraint.

“You’re the only one who talks to me like I’m human,” he whispered against her thigh.

Then he devoured her.

She thought he’d be brutal—and he was, in his own way. But there was a worship in his violence. A kind of hungry need to leave no part of her untouched.

He stayed inside her as long as she’d let him.

When she asked if he wanted to stop, he shook his head and begged, “Not yet.”

After that night, he didn’t change.

He was still silent. Still deadly. Still loyal to Ga-min.

But everyone noticed the way he moved when she walked by. The way he stood behind her in fights, always between her and the chaos.

Someone asked him, half-joking, if she was his weakness.

He looked them dead in the eyes and said, “No. She’s my reason.”

She tried to leave him once.

Told him he was too intense. Too much.

He didn’t argue. He didn’t beg.

He just looked at her like she had gutted him. Then he walked away.

A week later, she woke up with bruises on her window sill—not hers. Knuckles. Like someone had been standing outside every night, fists clenched, watching over her in the dark.

When she confronted him, he just said, “You said I couldn’t have you. Not that I couldn’t protect you.”

She kissed him again.

Harder this time.

When the school collapsed into war, and every faction turned on itself, Han-wool fought without mercy.

But when someone grabbed Y/N by the throat and held a knife to her cheek, he lost it.

He didn’t stop hitting the guy until his own fists split open.

She had to pull him off, whispering his name over and over until he collapsed against her.

“They touched you,” he gasped, voice shaking. “They don’t get to touch you.”

She held him that night.

Let him bury himself inside her again and again until he was too tired to move. Until the only thing he could say was her name.

They called him a monster.

They were right.

But even monsters have someone they’d never hurt.

Someone they’d burn for.

And for Pi Han-wool, that person was her.

Only her.

Always her.

[ithisatanytime]

(mag)

[falafels]

what ideas do you have i am the worlds most chronic enabler i will make you do them all

OMG BET OK IM PUTTING KEVIN IN THE WOODCHIPPER

[mommy-thot-speaketh]

Jeff, on one of his long motivational monologues: Say, why do we pay interest on loans?

Annie: Because of the time value of money?

Britta: So now time is under capitalism's control?

Troy: Wait... does this mean...

Abed: That time is money-

Troy: And the only difference is that we own it-

Troy and Abed together: so let's stop time and enjoy this moment!

Jeff, handheading: No, you idiots, time value of money is not a Pitbull reference, it is a finance concept that we'd know if we spent our time studying for the gODDAMN FINANCE TEST!

[explainlearning]

Tips for Finding the Right School Study Group: Your Guide to Academic Success

School study groups can significantly enhance your learning experience. By collaborating with peers, you can gain deeper insights, improve your understanding, and develop essential skills like communication and teamwork. However, finding the right study group is crucial for maximizing these benefits.