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smarter, and yours || l.jh

“BECAUSE I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO BE MORE THAN FRIENDS WITH YOU, SUNSHINE”

PAIRING || Jihoon x Female Reader

GENRES || Romance, Humour, Enemies To Lovers AU, Academic Rivals To Lovers AU, Rich Kids AU

SUMMARY || Jihoon, school's no. 1 (or no. 2), was nothing but a pain in the ass for you. Sure he was better than you in some subjects but so were you. The two of you were equally good enough for the first place so to increase the competition, he decided to suggest the most scandalous thing you had heard: the two of you tutor each other.

Or, in which, you were the rich kid with your family's dignity on the line and he was the poor kid with his family's sacrifices on the line.

WARNINGS || swearing

WORD COUNT || 10.6k

A/N || HI EVERYONE! Never thought I would be writing an enemies to lovers of this size but here we are. This is for the Lonely Hearts Cafe Collab by @camandemstudios !! Thank you so much for letting me particpate and do check out all the other authors here. Also moving my taglist to reblogs until tumblr fixes this horrible glitch cus its messing with the aesthetics tbh

Cram school had to be the worst phase in a teenager’s life.

You looked out of the window aimlessly, trying to drown out the teacher’s voice. It was pitch dark outside and you couldn’t really see anything, except for your own reflection staring back at you. Your hair wasn’t out of place at all, neatly brushed and clipped to keep it out of your eyes. Your school uniform was crisp and clean, as though you had decided to come to your cram school straight from home, and not after a long day of school. 

But then your eyes met your reflection’s and you felt the tiredness hit you like a truckload. Your eyes looked like you had been awake for a thousand years, your eyes carrying the weight of all your previous generations. Which… wasn’t wrong in a way.

You rapidly blinked at your reflection, trying to get rid of the sleep from your eyes. Sighing, you turned your head back to the board where the teacher was explaining Faraday’s principle of electromagnetic induction, and your eyes flicked up to the clock overhead.

7.55 pm.

Five more minutes until this physics class got over. 

You could survive five more minutes, right? Sure physics was the subject you dreadest the most but hey, you could bear a few minutes of it. You were doing this for four years already so five minutes shouldn’t hurt at all.

Then you made the mistake of looking at your best friend’s book, lying next to your blank one.

Kim Mingyu scribbled down furiously the concept the teacher was explaining, adding his own words to it as an indicator that he was understanding everything being taught. You watch him glance up at the board and nod his head in approval to what was being said, before looking back at his book to solve the problem.

Immediately, you felt the familiar feeling wrap around your throat, stopping any air from entering your lungs. Your fingers balled into a fist, nails digging into your palm as you tried to suck in a breath without making any noise. 

The last thing you needed was for the entire class to look at you and wonder why you were hyperventilating. Screwing your eyes shut, you began doing the exercise you had looked up on the internet for anxiety attacks. 

Count from 10 to 1. Count from 10 to 1. Count from 10 to-

“You okay?��� Mingyu’s voice broke the chain of your thoughts, snapping you out of your mantra as you opened your eyes to look at him, trying to cover your distraught look. But no matter how well you had practiced the art of hiding your feelings, there was no secret you couldn’t keep from Mingyu.

He mirrored your expression, widening his eyes in worry as he gently touched your shoulder, edging a bit closer to you.

“Hey. Are you okay?”

You nodded, refusing to make eye contact with him. Embarrassment flooded your cheek at the thought of you getting an anxiety attack just because your best friend was able to understand the class and solve the problem.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just stifled because physics is just so hard.” You lied, hoping he won’t think too much about it.

Mingyu smiled at you softly. “Don’t worry. I know physics is eating you up but hey you aren’t that bad. Not to mention, you’re the maths topper. You can score great marks in the other subjects. One subject won’t pull you down that much.”

You knew Mingyu was lying through his teeth to make you feel better because one subject could pull down your rank because of the amount of competition, but nonetheless you felt at ease at his reassurance. Yeah, you weren’t that bad in maths, and you could try a bit more harder and improve your physics, right?

Right then the bell rang, and the teacher yelled out a few instructions to the class but you were too busy grabbing your pen and book and dumping them in your bag. You scrambled out of the class right behind the teacher, even leaving Mingyu behind as you ran straight to the washroom.

No sooner had you flung the toilet door open you puked, your stomach hurling out your lunch. After what felt like an hour you forced yourself to stop retching, gasping for breath as you clutched your hurting stomach. Your heart was still beating like crazy and a bead of sweat dropped from your forehead.

Slowly getting up, you took in a deep breath to stop your body from trembling too much. You could hear some girls chatting outside the door, and embarrassment creeped into your cheeks. 

Had they heard you? No one had seen you, right? 

If people found out that you were having a panic attack just because of a physics class…

You waited until the chatter outside died down before opening the door and peaking, making sure the coast was clear. It was empty, indicating that break time too was almost over.

Quitely, you slip out of the washroom and back to your classroom, walking back to your bench. Mingyu was nowhere to be seen, so you assumed he was probably in the canteen, buying some milk for the two of you.

You sat there silently for a while, your breath and heartbeat returning to normal as you took in your surroundings. Your classmates were either playing with crumpled balls of paper or chatting to each other. Your eyes then fell on one particular boy, who was completely absorbed in his book, scribbling away furiously.

Your eyes narrowed at him as you felt a pang of jealousy. Suddenly, he raised his head up and turned to look at you, both of your eyes locking and causing you to freeze in place.

Lee Jihoon smirked at you, twirling the pencil in his hand as though he knew about the little episode you just had.

Why, that asshole-

He got up and started walking in your direction, and you hastily pulled out a book from your bag and opened it to a random page to pretend like you were… well, occupied.

But of course Jihoon had to come and sit down on the bench in front of you, turning to you as he rested his elbow on your book, his palm cradling his face.

“Hey.” He said, that smirk never wavering off his face. God, he was so infuriating- 

“What do you want from me?” You asked, yanking the book from his weight. 

“Can I not come over and tell hi to my friend?” His cocky voice caused you to look up at him dryly. 

“The dictionary definition of friends would beg to differ from what we have.”

“Damn it. I was hoping you would be too high headed to look at a dictionary.”

You scoffed.

“Not as air headed as you though, because you’re clearly wasting break time chatting with me instead of studying. You’ll need every single second to beat me in the test series next week.”

Jihoon smiled at you, his eyes glinting in amusement. I ought to punch those pearly white teeth. “Next week’s? Why not this week’s? Didn’t do so well?”

“Shut up.” You fumed, seething with his rage as he brought up memories from this week’s exams. The anxiety you had felt a few minutes ago was starting to surface up and you were not going to lose in front of him. “I’m still going to beat you in maths.”

“But beating me in math alone won’t give you the first rank.” He beamed, as though already knowing tomorrow’s results. You knew too, to be honest. You were just blatantly lying right now to save your face.

This week had been a particularly hard week, your period cramps paired with the worst chapters in every subject for the exams. While writing the exam itself you knew you were doomed, and the pain had been eating you away ever since you finished writing the test a few hours ago.

Maybe that was the reason you had a panic attack?

“Falling once won’t mean my CAT scores have been thrown out of the window.” You argue back. It was okay to fail, right?

That’s how you always calmed yourself down. There was no learning without failing after all. You had to learn from your mistakes. Next time, you would be even more flawless-

But how many more times did you need to fail to become flawless? How many times did you need to beat Jihoon until your rank was permanently 1 and not fluctuating between first and second place?

“Yeah sure. We’ll see who gets the early admissions to SNU.” 

“Look, if you’re here to insult me-” You began but he looked at you hurt. This man should have become an actor instead.

“Insult you? You’re the one who has been keeping me up all night, making sure I’m giving my hundred percent no matter what! I love what we have. I’ll never insult you.” Jihoon mocked, causing you to roll your eyes at him.

“Now that felt like an insult.”

“Why were you in a rush today by the way?” He asked suddenly.

“Wh-what?” You felt your cheeks sink in as you looked at him in horror. No way- There was no way he knew, right?

If Jihoon of all people knew then- No. It couldn’t be.

“After class.” He continued, completely unfazed by your reaction. He tilted his head at you, looking at you even more lazily if anything. “You ran out. It was almost like you were dying-”

“Jihoon.” A familiar voice cut him off and never had you loved your best friend more than right now as you turned back to see a Mingyu looking at Jihoon questioningly, as though urging him to continue saying whatever it was. “What are you doing here?”

“Is it illegal to talk to you both now?” Jihoon asked sarcastically.

“No… but bullying is.” 

Jihoon’s face darkened at those words, and he glared at the two of you. “Bullying? I swear you high society kids are so stuck up that even having banter is considered bullying.”

“Well, Y/N doesn’t look like she’s enjoying your… ‘banter’ very much.”

He snorted, and stood up, causing you to breathe a sigh of relief. “Fine then. Suit yourselves. I won’t bully you much if that is what is causing you so much trouble Y/N.” Giving the two of you a weird look, he walked away, going back to his bench and slumping off on his desk.

Inhaling deeply, you looked up at Mingyu and smiled. “Thanks.”

He smiled back at you, before placing a banana milk carton on the desk. “Here, I thought you weren’t feeling well so I brought some banana milk for you from the canteen.”

“Thank you!” You said, feeling a bit cheerful as you peeled off the seal and sipped it, the cold milk cooling you down just like how Mingyu had anticipated.

The door of the classroom opened again as the teacher walked in, and everyone scrambled to get to their places and greet the teacher.

As you stood up, your eyes fell on Jihoon. He looked really glum, like what Mingyu had said really offended him.

You took that as a win.

“L/N Y/N.” You flinched as the teacher spoke out your name, causing you to look up and stop rubbing your thumb finally. Sucking in a deep breath, you plastered a small, confident smile on your face before walking up to her.

Ms. Yun gave you a dry smile before extending the result sheet, and you felt your heart shatter almost immediately. Still, you just smiled back at her and took the sheet, walking back to your desk, not daring to look at your result.

Once seated (and glancing through the class quickly so that no one’s eyes was on you), you let your eyes fall onto the printed piece of paper in your hands.

Your stomach jumped.

2/246

Second place? Again? That would mean that Jihoon was-

Your grip on the paper tightened a little as tears blurred your eyes. No, no, no! I cannot cry here!

You knew it. You knew this would be the result. But still… you had hoped that maybe fate would be kind to you just this once.

You had drowned out your surroundings, staring at the numbers again and again as though if you looked long enough that two would change into one. What were you going to tell your parents?

Oh my god. What am I going to tell them-

“Y/N!”

You jerked at the sound of someone calling your voice, blinking rapidly so that there was no obvious wetness in your eyes. Your vision finally concentrated on a rather familiar face in front of you, and hatred kicked in almost as a self defense.

“Daydreaming much?” Jihoon asked, smirking at you as he tilted his head slightly. 

“Not at all.” You said, smiling at him with the most fake smile you could muster. Through the corner of your eyes, you saw that most of your classmates had left, only a few going through their books one final time before leaving for break. “I don’t have that much time in my hand. Unlike you.”

“Oh well, then I must be really talented if I managed to get the first rank while daydreaming so much.” He laughed, the sound causing your heart to accelerate a little. His laughter was so annoying that you were sure you would end up with heart problems one of these days. 

“Well, I did say I would beat you next week.” You said, trying not to raise your voice at him.

“You’ve been saying that to me since the beginning of this year.”

“Yeah well if you haven’t forgotten that first place was mine for the last few years.”

“And before that it was mine.”

“One year. In middle school.”

“Anyways,” you glance back at the report card. You had got second place in physics again, but first in maths. Well maybe that would be your saving grace in front of your parents. “Looks like no matter how much you try you cannot beat me in maths though.” You gave him a little smirk, leaning in a bit as though you were about to share a big secret.

“How are you acing in physics after being so bad in maths, huh?”

Now it was Jihoon’s time to scoff. “It’s the second rank. I’m just behind you by a few marks.”

“Sure you are not by hearting physics numericals?”

Jihoon leaned, suddenly catching you off guard by how close both of your faces were. But you didn’t let your expression change. “That seems like something you would do, to be honest.”

You moved away from him, raising your hand in defeat. “Well, I admit I’m, ah, a bit weak in physics. But you don’t want to accept defeat no matter what.”

“Ahahaha, I just want to admit to you. Funny how our weaknesses are complimentary, aren’t they?” 

“Yeah, it’s almost like fate wants us to always be able to pit against each other.” You joked, folding away your report card and slipping it into your bag. 

“Hmmm.” Jihoon agreed, looking out of the window. You watched him for a few seconds, taking in his features. His hair moved slightly from the light breeze blowing in, and you realised with a jolt just how soft and dreamy he looked right now.

Wait, what-

You banged your elbow against the table to drop your pencil case, immediately diving down to retrieve its contents. You felt like your cheeks were on fire and the last thing you needed was Jihoon to see you like this.

Why were your cheeks heating up in the first place?

Once you collected your (two) pens, you sat under the desk for a few seconds, trying to get rid of the heat on your cheeks. Deep breath, deep breath, deep breath-

“What are you doing?” Suddenly Jihoon appeared, crouching next to you, looking at you in surprise because who took so much time to pick up their pens and pencils?

“Ah!” You yelped, jerking away from him a little before offering him a sheepish smile. “I, uh, I was… just picking up my pencils!”

“Oh?” He looked confused, all cockiness from his face gone as though there was nothing to make fun of in this situation.

“Uh…yeah!” You laughed awkwardly as you showed him the pens, and he too nodded after a few seconds. “Man, you sure are slow even in daily tasks like these.”

There. There was the Lee Jihoon you knew.

“By the way, do you want to tutor each other?” He asked suddenly, sitting down on the floor as he looked at you eagerly.

Now it was your time to be confused. “Huh?”

“You know… I help you with physics and you help me with maths?”

“Huh?” You asked again, not sure you had heard correctly. Helping… each other?

Was it legal to fraternise with the enemy like this? And… tutoring each other in the weak subjects felt diminishing the competition you both had. 

But then again… you really needed help with physics. Cram school wasn’t enough for you clearly, and hiring a personal tutor would mean seeing your parents waste even more money on you. You were willing to do anything to save your face. Forget your reputation, the least you could do was swallow your pride and save your family’s reputation.

“Help each other. Let’s put aside our differences and work together… at least for a month?” Jihoon explained again.

“Oh. Sure… sounds good to me.” You said. “Uh, maybe we could start from this Sunday?”

“Sure. But your house.” 

“Huh? Why not the study cafe?” You asked, surprised. 

“Because I'd rather be dead than be caught studying with you.” He smirked again, as though that should have been self explanatory. You rolled your eyes at him.

“Okay, but you could have been nice and invited me over to your house instead.”

At this he laughed. But when he saw that you weren’t laughing with him and just looking at him confused, he stopped, his face darkening once again. “My parents will be at home and I don’t want them to get the wrong idea.”

Now you nodded, understanding the situation. “I get it. Lucky for us, my parents won’t be home this Sunday so it shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Cool then.” He said, before walking away from you, hands in his pocket as though you two hadn’t just decided to set aside your life long differences and help each other out instead.

“That’s it?” You called out, feeling a bit annoyed at how nonchalant he was while you had been overthinking if this deal was worth it.

Jihoon turned back. “What do you want?”

“No goodbyes?”

“Oh please.” He rolled his eyes, before smirking at you, causing your blood to boil once again. “We aren’t friends.”

You heard footsteps before the knock on the door, your stomach already dropping in fear. Your heart raced as you rubbed your thumb repeatedly, the page you were reading going completely blur no matter how much you tried to focus on the words in front of you.

“Y/N?” 

Forcing your cheeks up for a smile, you turned on your chair to look at your mother standing by your door. 

“You’re back?” You asked, trying for a small talk to calm down your nerves. 

Maybe she forgot. Maybe she had a long day at work-

“Where is your report card?”

“Uh, in my- in my bag-”

“Thought I told you to keep it on my table immediately after you return from school?” Your mother said, narrowing her eyes at you. You felt your heart give an anxious squeeze, but you just gave her a small smile in an effort to reduce the tension in the room.

You walked up to your bag and pulled out the report card, biting your lips as your stomach turned. What was she going to say? Would she understand if I told her what actually happened-

“What are you doing!” You heard your mother snap at you and before you could even react you felt her snatch it away from your hand. 

“I-” You began but your mother’s eyes widened, face suddenly livid with anger.

“Second? Again?” She screamed, causing you to flinch.

“I- I can explain! I wasn’t feeling well!” You said, even though you could feel your stomach sinking to the depths of hell quite literally.

“Oh, really?” Your mother laughed, the sound causing you to flinch and take a step back as fear wrapped itself around your heart. “And what was the excuse last week? Right, that you were weak in a chapter-”

“Well, I’m not lying!” You exclaimed, your voice rising out of panic. “I’m not lying, I swear!”

“Then when will you get strong, Y/N? Huh?” Suddenly your mother grabbed your shoulders, her fingers digging painfully into your flesh and you tried your best to stop the tears threatening to well your eyes.

When will you get strong? When will you?

“Answer me!” She screamed, shaking you by your shoulders. But now her face wasn’t angry anymore. It was just… hurt and disappointment.

You felt your will completely crumble and the tears rolled down.

“When will you get better?” Your mother’s voice dropped to whisper as she stared at you intensely. “When? Don’t your father and I try hard enough for you? Don’t we give you everything you want? Then why can’t you do this simple thing?”

“I- I’m trying.” You whispered, sniffling as you felt more tears glide down your cheeks.” I swear I’m trying.”

“Then try harder!” She screamed once again, causing you to flinch. “Try till you are out of breath, try till you can’t take it anymore, try till you feel like dying, you worthless piece of-”

“I came first in maths!” You interrupted her, hoping she would see some hope in you.

Suddenly you felt a sharp sting on your cheek as you stumbled to your right by the force of your mother’s slap. Blood rushed to your ears as you slowly lifted your fingers to touch your burning cheek, looking at your mother in horror.

“You disgust me so much.” She whispered, and you felt your world crack. She doesn’t mean it, she doesn’t mean it, she doesn’t mean it-

Sighing, your mother walked out of the room and shut the door behind her with a bang. 

Your knees gave away almost immediately as you crumbled on to the floor, the first loud sob escaping you. You slapped your hand over your mouth as you cried, the tears coming down fast.

It hurt so much. So much.

You tried so hard to make your parents proud. Not to be a disappointment. They always sacrificed so much for you. Then where were you going wrong? You always worked so hard. Then why couldn’t you be first?

Why couldn’t you be like Jihoon?

Sucking in a huge breath to control your crying, you clutched your heart at the painful thought of him.

Jihoon.

Always at ease, Lee Jihoon.

Studying must be so easy for him, with how smart he was. He didn’t even need to struggle like you. He didn’t need to throw up after every test, lose breath every time he was unable to solve any problem or cry his eyes out because he was a disappointment to his parents and they hated him.

Life must be so easy for him.

You hated him. You hated him so much.

You buried your face in your hands as another sob escaped you and you felt the entire world darken around you.

You were such a failure.

As soon as the doorbell rang, you found yourself sprinting to open the door. (You totally were not sitting in the living room waiting for him.

You opened the door with a rush, and found yourself staring back at a surprised Jihoon.

“Wow, that was quick-” He began but you cut him off to distract him. “Hey!”

Jihoon smiled at you, tilting his head a little like he always did. “Hi.”

“Come in!” You squeaked, not sure why you were feeling so nervous. Actually the fact that Jihoon would come over had you feeling  jittery but now that he was actually here, you felt slightly light headed for some reason.

Was the academic tension finally getting to you?

Jihoon stepped into the house, eyes glancing around as though taking in his surroundings. 

“Don’t worry.” You said, closing the door behind the two of you. “I don’t have any booby traps hidden here to get rid of you or something.”

“How do I know that?” Jihoon asked, turning to look at you with a smirk. There was his goddamned smirk again. “You might want to get rid of your competition for all I know.”

You rolled your eyes at him. “The study room is this way.” Walking in front of him, you led the way. “Besides, if I needed to get rid of competition, then I would need to blow the whole country.”

“Oh please, I’m your only competition. No one is as intelligent as you.”

The two of you were climbing up the stairs to your study room when you froze, slowly turning to look down at him.

“You- you think I’m intelligent?” You asked, your voice almost sounding hollow.

Jihoon blinked at you, as though that was a stupid question to ask. “You are literally the topper of the school, what are you even talking about?”

You huffed out a breath, not knowing you were holding in your breath. “Forget it.” You mumbled before quickening your pace on the stairs. You heard Jihoon run up the stairs until he was right beside you, and he leaned in slightly towards you.

“Come on, just because I am beating you in the past few tests you cannot think you are unworthy, can you?”

There was no way Lee Jihoon was praising you, right? “I said forget it.” You said, opening the door to your room. Then you turned to him. “And besides, if I was one of the smartest, how come I am so bad at physics? I’m not even a little bad���I’m terribly bad at it.”

Jihoon smiled, his eyes crinkling into half moons. “Which is why I am here! Don’t worry though, you still won’t be able to beat me.”

“How thoughtful of you. You don't need to worry about our competition streak too. You'll never be able to beat me in maths.”

“Good thing we've got that cleared up. Nice room by the way.” Jihoon stated, looking around as he stepped into your study room. “Where is your bed, though? Or do you sleep on your chair because I've always got the vibes that you study during your sleep time too.”

“Ha ha ha. Very funny.” You narrowed your eyes at him, pulling him a chair next to your desk. “This is my study room. Obviously I wouldn't have my bed here. That's in my bedroom.”

He looked at you in disbelief. “You have a study room and a bedroom?”

“Well…” You started, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. Something felt off with the way he had said it. Like he was actually surprised. “You are not supposed to study in the room you sleep in so… I thought- I thought you knew this.”

His face was unreadable but he shrugged. “Guess not all of us have the privilege of knowing such amazing facts.”

What did that mean?

But you chose to ignore it, signalling him to sit down as you sat on your chair. “Enough chit chat. We didn't come here to bond. I was thinking… two hours maths and then two hours physics?”

“Sounds good to me.” he said, sitting down. “You're going to give me homework, aren't you?”

You looked at him surprised. “How did you know that?”

Jihoon laughed lightly, and for some reason you felt your stomach jump a little. “Oh well remember we had reverse classes for a week in eighth grade? You gave us homework for that class and corrected it and even graded it for us.”

“Oh wow… you remember that?” You asked, feeling your cheeks heat up. “To be honest, that was a bit too much for a reverse class-”

“It was.”

You glared at him. “But now since we’re trying to improve our grades I think it would be for the best if we gave each other homework. Would let us know where we stand and how much we improved and just keep in touch with everything.”

“I agree.” he nodded.

“Wow Lee Jihoon agreeing with me? Maybe the sun will rise in the west tomorrow!”

“Very funny. For your information, I never hated your homework. If anything I thought it was cute.”

You looked at him with a horrendous look on your face. Cute? Lee jihoon called some habit of yours cute?

“Please refrain from ruining the actual meanings of words.”

“Fine, you grumpy, friendless woman-”

“Whom are you calling friendless?”

“Oh so you agree you are grumpy?”

“I-” You began, faltering a bit. You were a grumpy person. There was no denying that. But you couldn’t lose in an argument to Jihoon. Nonetheless, he smirked at you at the win, leaning in a bit as he tilted his head at you. “Cat got your tongue, sunshine?”

“No, I just realised there is no point in fighting with you if we want to help each other out.” You lied, quickly turning away to grab some mathematics books. Your face felt like it was on fire and there was no way you were going to let Jihoon see you like this.

“Anyways, I wanted to say that don’t feel stressed teaching me.” Jihoon said. “I might not be as good as you but you are a wonderful teacher.”

“Thanks for transferring the stress over from you to me.” You said dryly, opening the book to the first chapter.

“Yes and if you’re struggling with physics it’s your fault not mine because I’m an even better teacher.”

You gave him a look and he burst out laughing, causing you to shake your head in disbelief.

“No, I’m serious. You are a wonderful teacher.”

“Thank you. Now after two hours I shall let you know if the same can be said about you.”

“It’s a competition. Whoever gets more marks next week in their taught subjects is the winner.” Jihoon’s eyes glinted with mischief and the urge to wipe that smirk off his face grew stronger.

“Deal.” You gritted your teeth, not wanting to back down. “What’s at stake?”

At this Jihoon grinned at you, leaning in until your noses were just inchest apart. Did he always smell this good?

“The loser has to admit that no matter what the fluctuation in our ranks, the winner is the true first rank holder.”

You felt the corner of your lip go up in a smile, feeling the familiar rush of adrenaline every time he challenged you to something rush through your veins. “You’re on.”

“What were you thinking?” You asked (or rather demanded) as you roughly pulled apart the curtains to Mingyu’s bed, ready to strangle him for not telling you this.

In response Mingyu groaned and covered his eyes with his arms, the harsh lighting of the nurse’s cabin hitting him now that you had pulled away his curtains.

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry? You’re sorry? Do you even know what you are supposed to be sorry for?” You continued, dropping yourself on to the edge of his bed.

At this he removed his arm slightly so that he could just peer at you, before smiling sheepishly. “Uh, for fainting in class?”

You sighed, shaking your head in disbelief. “Don’t be sorry, Gyu. But why didn’t you tell me you weren’t feeling well? It could have been so much worse!”

“Relax, I was just tired. That’s all.” He said dismissively, as though that was supposed to reduce your worry.

You wondered if he too was hiding something like how you were hiding your anxiety.

No way, right? The Mingyu you knew always shared everything with you. But then, so did you… or supposedly.

“Is that all the nurse said?” You asked, still worried. Just how much was he working himself off? 

At this he smiled at you. “You can ask her yourself if you still doubt me.”

You huffed. “I don’t doubt you. I’m just… worried.”

“I’m okay. I’m serious.” Mingyu answered, turning towards his side to face you properly. “I am… a bit tired though, to be honest. The nurse said I could sleep here for the next two - three classes till I have the energy to sit through a class.”

“Okay. Rest up then.” You said, making a mental note to get him some banana milk bottles from the canteen.

“Could you close the curtain?”

“Sure.” You got up to pull the curtains close when your eyes fell on the bed next to his, the curtain slightly open towards the head of the bed. You nearly audbi;y gasped when you recognised the face, especially when you saw the bruises on his cheeks and his split lips. Even though he was asleep, you could see his jaw was clenched, the tension in his face very evident.

Shutting the curtain close, you turned back to Mingyu, sitting back down on the bed and leaning towards him so that you could whisper to him.

“What is Jihoon doing here?” You whispered harshly, eyebrows knotted as you tried to think of a reason how he might have ended up in this situation. He didn’t look like someone who took others' lunch money.

Mingyu blinked at him. “Uh, because he is all battered up?”

“I know that!” You hissed. “I meant. How did he end up like this? Did he get into a fight?”

At this, Mingyu looked surprised. “Wait, don’t you know?”

“Don’t I know what?”

“That Jihoon is a popular target of some of the bullies in 3-A? They keep harassing him almost everyday.”

“What?” You felt your head spin with this new information. Jihoon? Getting bullied? But he didn’t look like the type who would let someone bully him. “But why?”

Now Mingyu was the one looking at you confused. “Do you live under a rock or something? How do you not know this about your competitor?”

“Well, probably because I do not care about the wordy affairs of my competitors. I intend to beat them through studies alone.” You said, a bit annoyed by the way Mingyu was acting. What could be such a golden piece of information that you had to know about him?

“Jihoon is one of the scholarship students. There are only two per year. How do you not know them?”

You looked at him in surprisingly, finally understanding a lot of the things he had said and done over the years. No wonder he couldn’t relate to having a separate study room and a bedroom.

Suddenly you felt like an asshole, shame and guilt creeping up your cheeks.

“What’s wrong? Did you do something to him?” Mingyu asked suspiciously.

You snorted. “I’m not that cruel. I would never stoop so low to insult him.” 

“Yeah, I know. Now get out of here. I really need to get some sleep. Any Jihoon related question answer can wait.”

Waving him a goodbye, you walked out of the nurse’s cabin, glancing one last time at Jihoon’s bed. 

Maybe his life wasn’t that easy as you had thought it was.

You tossed on your bed once again, sleep being the last thing on your mind. What you learnt today was pulling you down, causing your mind to run around restlessly.

Jihoon was so brave.

You knew how terrible rich kids could be and the fact that he had survived it all these years without letting it affect him so much was… admirable.

Was this why he wanted the tutoring to be done in your house only?

But I wouldn’t have made fun of him…

Then again, both of you were always fighting against each other so he probably couldn’t guarantee that you wouldn’t use it against him.

Once again you wondered what it was like to be him.

Since he wasn’t from an elite family that probably meant he never had the pressure of losing face. How nice it must be… to do well just for the sake of doing well and not because your entire family’s reputation was hanging by the thread. 

One mistake and suddenly no one wanted to do anything with you. Letting out a sigh, you finally sat up, feeling unbearably hot from all the tossing and turning you had been doing. Rubbing your eyes, you reached for your phone and opened the app, searching for Jihoon’s name.

But then you froze, fingers over the keyboard. 

What do I say?

How are you?

But that would mean you saw him in that state and something told you that Jihoon wouldn’t want you to know this information. At least not in this way.

How about… how is your maths prep?

Your face lit up, and you quickly typed in the message and hit send.

There. That was a good message. Just a casual text with nothing implied at all other than how his study was going.

Suddenly, another thought crossed your mind.

Maybe I should call him? That way… you could even sneak in a ‘how are you doing? you sound tired. did something happen’ in between the conversation.

But as soon as the call went through, your eyes fell on the clock beside your bed and you let out a welp.

2:00 AM.

What were you thinking?

Quickly you cut the call and threw your phone across the bed, your heart hammering loudly in your chest.

Calling your enemy at 2 in the night suddenly felt like the dumbest thing you had done in your life. You felt your cheeks heat up when you realised Jihoon would probably tease you the next day for calling him up at such an odd hour.

What excuse could you give? You couldn’t even have ‘accidentally’ called him at this time.

Suddenly your phone rang, causing you to nearly jump. Reaching for your phone, you checked the caller id and you felt your heart stutter a little.

Lee Jihoon

For a second, you stared at the caller id, surprised that he had called you back at this time before you remembered to pick the call. “He-hello?” 

“Hey.” Jihoon’s voice rumbled on the other side of the line, his voice an octave lower indicating that he was sleeping. “What’s wrong?”

“Uhm, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up-” You began rambling, beginning to regret everything now. Why did you think calling him was a good idea in the first place?

“No, no. It’s fine.” You heard him sigh a little before speaking again. “Is something wrong?”

“N-no? Why would you assume that though?”

There was a pause. “I mean, you called me up at 2 in the night. There must be something bothering you a lot, right?”

“I-” You began, not sure how to tell him exactly what was bothering you when it was him that was bothering you. “I, uh, yeah. I- I couldn’t sleep but I didn’t realise how late it was. I’m so sorry.”

You heard Jihoon chuckle. “It’s okay. I wouldn’t have picked it if it was someone else but I figured there must be something wrong if you called me at this time. So tell me sunshine, what's running in that pretty head of yours?”

Your stomach somersaulted at his sudden use of the nickname, but you managed to ignore it. “How- how are you?”

“Uh, you called me to ask how I am?”

A valid question to which you had no answer.

“Yeah, I was wondering- I was wondering if the maths homework I gave was too burdening for you!” You blurted out the first lie that came to your mind.

“How nice of you to be worried about the huge load of work you mounted on me.” He laughed and slight annoyance creeped into you. How was he this joyful after everything he was going through?

“How can you be this carefree with everything that you are going through?” You suddenly snapped, feeling angry at his non cholent behaviour.

He shouldn’t be this non cholent. He didn’t need to be.

Jihoon stopped laughing, his next few words coming out confused. “What do you mean?”

Shit.

“I- I mean,” you began, racking your head for more excuses. “I meant how can you take the homework I gave so lightly!”

“Oh, pardon me then ma’am.” He said, sounding back to his usual self. Yep, he was too good at covering this up. “I shall undertake my homework with the utmost precision and academic rigor.”

“What’s with the language?” You muttered.

“It’s fun pulling your leg.”

“Oh so you admit to torturing me?”

“Come on it’s not torture if you enjoy it too. Don’t you make fun at my expense?”

Immediately guilt racked you. Had you ever made him feel underprivileged compared to you? 

“Well,” you said quietly, “I don’t want to anymore.”

Another pause. “Is everything okay?” Jihoon asked softly.

His voice sounded so soothing, like your heart was the sand and his voice was the gentle waves lapping at it.

Wait, what?

No way you just found comfort in Jihoon’s voice.

“Yeah. Yeah, everything is fine. What about you? Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Everything is fine for me too. So no more thoughts ruining your sleep?”

“No.” You sighed, feeling a bit lighter despite not talking about what you actually wanted to. “I think I can get some sleep now.”

“Good. Can’t have you giving up on our rivalry so soon. If you feel like not fighting with me anymore, just talk to me. I’ll rile you up enough.”

You giggled. “Good to know you’re keeping our relationship alive.”

“Anything to see that grumpy side, sunshine.”

“Good night to you too, Jihoon.”

“Earth to Y/N?” Jihoon snapped his fingers in front of your face, causing you to let out a welp as you suddenly grounded yourself to reality.

“Huh?” You asked, smiling nervously as your eyes flicked to the physics book open in front of the two of you to try and figure out what question he might have asked.

But Jihoon caught your eye moment and that bastard just folded his arms over the book, leaning in until you had no choice but to make eye contact with him.

“Am I that handsome that you got lost staring at it?” He smirked.

“Wh- what? What an audacious thing to say!” You spluttered, cheeks heating up. But your eyes once again flicked to his right cheek, where a Mickey Mouse band aid was put on.

“It’s not audacious if it's true. Tell me,” he smirked at you. “Do I look that good?”

“I was looking at your Mickey Mouse band aid! I didn’t expect you to be those kinds of people.” You lied.

Jihoon shrugged. “My little brother gave it to me. So I thought it might look good with my outfit today.”

How did you get hurt? Who hurt you? Is it too much? How are you bearing it all alone?

There were so many questions you wanted to ask, but you were scared to privy into his matters. It was very clear he wasn’t comfortable with most people knowing it considering how you never knew this but you also didn’t want him to feel like you could weaponize this against him.

“That’s cute.”

“You know what’s cuter?” He asked, mischief glinting in his eyes. Oh no. Then leaning in, he said, “You agreeing to everything I was saying because you were distracted by my face.”

You felt your cheeks heat up furiously. “I was not distracted by your face!”

“You know, you have to be more believable than that.”

“Sorry for not being a trained liar.” You spat out, glaring at him. 

“You don’t need to be a liar, just convincing enough.” He stated with a smirk. 

Oh, like you? Maybe that would wipe that smirk off his face but you didn’t want to play dirty or hurt him.

“You know I know I’ve watched this series…” He suddenly began, looking out of your window. “Where two of the most brilliant students clash because they want the other person to confess first… I feel like we are like them except we are trying to get the other person to admit that they are smarter.”

You looked at him incredulously. “Are you comparing us to… Kaguya-sama?”

Jihoon looked at you surprised. “You watch anime?”

“I, uh,” Truth be told, it was your guilty pleasure. No one knew about this little secret you indulged in other than Mingyu because your parents never liked the idea of reading a bunch of comics instead of ‘real’ books and considered it a waste of time but you had loved reading them ever since you were a teenager. “I- I don’t- I mean, yes. I, uh, read manga and watch anime too.” You mumbled, not sure why you were telling him the truth.

You expected Jihoon to start laughing, call this hobby of your childish or something like that but instead, his face lit up in excitement. “Me too! I love anime so much! What’s your favourite?”

“What?” You looked at him confused. He seemed like the last person on planet earth that you would share a hobby with. “You like- you like anime too?”

“Yeah! Oh, have you watched Oshi No Ko?”

“Can you- can you keep your voice down a bit?” You asked, looking nervously at the door. You couldn’t risk letting the maids hear him. But nonetheless when you turned back to look at him you couldn’t help but smile, the enthusiasm in his eyes infectious. 

Jihoon looked so soft and happy right now, a soft halo around his body from the window opposite to him, his eyes almost half moons as he beamed at you. He looked so relaxed right now… like a boy just enjoying his youth.

Not the stressed out, beaten up teenager you had seen the other day. The one fighting to keep his scholarship all these years and pretend like nothing was wrong.

“Sorry, was I too loud?” He asked, still grinning.

It was an odd thing to ask Jihoon to lower his voice because Jihoon was always on the quieter end. Unless the two of you were bickering you had never seen him talk much. “No, but- but, uhm, no one knows I like anime and I would like to keep it a secret.” 

“Ah, don’t worry about that. Your secret is safe with me, sunshine.” He winked at you and you felt your heart skip a beat. 

What was that?

“Thanks.” You muttered, suddenly feeling hot. You turned away from him and took a sip of your water, hoping your cheeks weren’t as hot as they felt. “I, uh, I did watch Oshi No Ko. But I just say the opening music always stole the spotlight for me.”

“Yes, YOASOBI is unparalleled, I’m afraid. Who knew I would find an anime fan in my rival.” He chuckled.

“Yeah, that’s quite unexpected.” You said, smiling at him a little. “I can’t believe we found another topic to talk about other than who’s going to beat who’s ass next test.”

“Hey, I still love those conversations! They are my real motivation.”

“Whatever.” You roll your eyes, biting your lips to prevent a smile from forming. 

“Let’s go to the bookstore together, sometime.”

You turned so fast to face him that you nearly heard your neck snap but Jihoon was busy looking out of the window again.

Did he mean as a date?

Your cheeks heated up at the very thought of it, and you quickly dived down to pull out a notebook from your bag.

“Maybe if Mingyu wants, he could come too.”

Oh.

Feeling like an idiot, you sat up straight and gave him a strained smile, your cheeks on fire even more.

“Yeah sure. We could.”

“And the final answer is A.”

“Oh my god!” You whispered happily, practically stomping your feet in excitement as you drew a slash next to the last question. Glancing through your sheet once more to see if you had missed any circled question, you turned to look at Mingyu.

“I got everything right!” You giggled, just as he too looked at your paper in surprise. His smile grew when he saw all the questions were slashed, looking back at you in equal happiness.

“Congratulations! You scored perfectly in all subjects this time, didn’t you?”

“Yes! Oh my god, I can feel the week’s hard work being rewarded.” You said, feeling happiness surge through your veins. It had been so long since you felt this happy over a test in cram school that it almost felt foreign to you. You had been so stressed out all these days that you had almost forgotten how rewarding and relaxing it felt to score this good.

No wonder Jihoon was always in the mood to tease you.

Suddenly remembering him, you searched the classroom for him. Finally, you saw him sitting in the corner seat and you smirked, thinking of how you would tease him now.

But then you caught his expression and you froze. 

Jihoon looked… anxious. And distraught. You could see him biting his thumb as he looked at his paper, legs all jittery.

Lee Jihoon anxious?

Guilt hit you like a truck as you continued watching him, wanting to go over and comfort him.

How many things was he hiding behind that golden boy facade? How much was he bearing all alone?

You wondered if there was anyone he could freely talk to, someone to help him get the grief off his shoulders. 

Should I go over and talk to him? But he had also told you that he would rather be dead than caught being seen with you.

Then he turned back and his eyes caught yours, and you froze. But Jihoon smiled at you softly, like he wasn’t on the verge of having an anxiety attack a few seconds ago. You forced a smile for him before looking down at your paper, the win leaving a bitter taste in your mouth.

Was all this struggle really worth the pain?

Laughter and idle chatter filled the air around you, and you could feel your cheeks getting tired with every passing seconds due to the fake smile you had plastered on your face. Mingyu was on the other side of the table, stuck with some older women who were gushing to him about how amazing their daughters were.

Poor Gyu. You thought, feeling glad that your parents were too busy to try setting you up with future marriage prospects.

Of course, had it been someone else’s party they would have still done it. But since they were the hosts and stuck at the head table, they were too occupied to bother what you were doing.

Picking up the glass of juice you had been drinking since the beginning of the evening you let your eyes idly wander the crowd, taking in the guests. You had been spending the evening with some of your school friends and you hadn’t really had the chance to see who your parents had invited for this party.

You heard someone clink the glass at the table near the podium and you turned towards it, only to find your father standing up with a raised glass, clinking it again to get everyone’s attention.

“Good evening everyone.” Your father began, and you got yourself ready for another of his speeches where he subtly praised himself and put everyone else down. “I hope you all know why we are gathered here today. It’s a great pleasure being able to celebrate such an important milestone in my business with everyone present here.”

You forced another smile for your father as everyone politely clapped. You 

looked around him to see who had the ‘honour’ of sitting right next to him when your eyes fell on the mother and son sitting beside your mother.

You felt your blood drain off your cheeks as you watched Jihoon smile at your father, leaning in to say something to his mother.

What was he doing here? Who invited him? And why?

His mother laughed at whatever he had said and patted his back gently, and you felt a twinge of jealousy. Your mother would have never looked at you that way, let alone comfort you.

Jihoon’s anxious face flashed across your mind and you wondered how nice it must have been to have someone supportive at home.

He reminded you of how lonely you were at times.

“But taking this opportunity I would also like to mention another thing.” Your father continued, and you turned your attention back to him. You would talk to Jihoon as soon as this speech was over.

“I would like to talk about my amazing daughter, who scored a perfect score in every subject last week, something that was a first in the cram school.”

You felt your heart lurch for the second time that evening.

Oh no. Oh no. What was he doing?

You could feel everyone’s eyes suddenly on you, and you chuckled nervously as you looked around the crowd, grasping your clammy hands underneath the table. When your eyes landed on Jihoon, you made eye contact with him, expecting to see his anxious face once again.

Because you were always in this position and you knew how it felt.

But instead… he looked happy. He smiled at you brightly and nodded, as though he didn’t mind the fact you had taken his first place.

No way. He has to be faking it. I’ll go talk to him after this and explain that I didn’t mean to gloat in front of him.

Suddenly it became clear to you why your parents had invited Jihoon and his mother over.

To show you off in front of him. To put him back in his place.

“... and I am so proud of her.” Your father finally finished, locking eye contact with you and you smiled back at him. You could feel the bile rising up your throat, the urge to throw up getting stronger.

You felt so sick. So, so sick.

Was this always the reason your parents wanted you to do well? Because you were just a trophy meant to be shown off.

“Please enjoy the rest of the night!” Your father concluded, and the hubbub filled the room again. Immediately you got up and bolted towards Jihoon’s table.

“We need to talk.” You whispered urgently even before Jihoon had turned to acknowledge you. He looked at you a bit surprised, but nodded nonetheless.

“Mom, this is Y/N.” He introduced her and you gave her a polite smile. “Hi, ma’am.”

“Hi darling, Jihoon has told me so much about you!” She exclaimed and you laughed nervously. “All good things, I hope?”

“Ah, you won’t believe what he said-”

“Okay mom! I’ll be right back!” Jihoon cut her off as he grabbed your arm and pulled you away from the table.

“Where to?” He asked, finally letting go of your arm but you grabbed his hand instead. It was warm in contrast to your cold, clammy ones.

“Let’s go to the garden.” You said urgently, pulling him behind you.

“Woah, what’s the hurry?” He asked, but you didn’t respond. “Is it because of what my mom said? She didn’t mean anything, I swear-.”

“I’m sorry.” You cut him off, finally facing him as the two of you had reached the gardens. Jihoon looked at you confused. You sucked in a deep breath. “I’m- I’m sorry for tonight. Look, I know about your financial situation. So I just wanted to tell you I’m sorry that you got dragged into this.”

Jihoon frowned. “What do you mean? Why are you sorry?”

“Because- because my parents did this on purpose!” You said, a bit exasperated now. How was he not understanding? “They just want to show off, that’s why they brought you here!”

“Are you… pitying me?” He narrowed his eyes at you. “Do you think just because I’m poor, I think my life is horrible and I cannot take some rich bratty girl’s parents’ insults? Do you think I’m such a hopelessly sad case?”

“I didn’t say that!” You snapped. “I just meant that they were trying to put you down!”

“Well, please don’t think I’m this pathetic.” He yelled, equally angry now. “I wouldn’t have come to this stupid party if I didn’t know what I would be expecting. I can handle you rich brats’ privileges very well now. And I certainly don’t need your sympathy.”

“Fine! Go ahead and do whatever the hell you want to!” You yelled, turning away and walking back to the party.

Hot tears pricked your eyes but you rapidly blinked, trying to not let them fall. As soon as you entered the party hall you made your way to the washroom, hoping no one was there.

Finding it empty, you locked yourself up in a stall, finally sinking on to the ground. You let out a sob as the first tear fell, feeling your heart break as you replayed the events that just happened in your head.

Why did you care so much about him? Why did you care if your parents were trying to put him down? Jihoon was your rival after all. You always wanted to defeat him, no matter what.

But right now you just wanted him to be happy. For him to be able to live freely.

You rubbed your eyes as more tears streamed down your face, wishing you had never fought with him in the first place.

Why did you both need to fight all the time? You really liked whatever you had with him. He always took you so seriously and acknowledged your efforts.

You sniffled, a sudden thought occurring in your head.

Oh my god. I like him.

You felt your head spin at the sudden realisation. You liked him. You liked Lee Jihoon. Your rival. The person you absolutely ‘hated’.

And as if that was a cue to your enlightenment, your phone rang. Wiping away your tears once again you looked at the caller id, and you felt your stomach lurch.

Lee Jihoon.

Clearing your throat so that you didn’t sound like you had been crying, you picked up the call.

“Hello?” Jihoon’s voice came from the other side.

“Hey.” You whispered, hoping your voice didn’t sound too hoarse.

“Can we- can we talk? I think there’s something we- I mean, I need to clear up.”

“Okay.” You mumbled. “Where are you?”

“I’m in the garden still. Where are you?”

“Uh, in the washroom.”

He paused. “Oh god, I’m so sorry I messed up big time. I’ll- I’ll explain when you come over.”

“Okay. Give me… some time.” You said, and cut the call. Letting out a breath, you pulled yourself up and exited the stall. You looked at the mirror, your eyes still watery so you splashed some water on your face before exiting the washroom.

Five minutes later, you managed to sneak out of the hall and made your way to the garden where Jihoon was still standing.

“Hey.” You said, once you were right behind him. He whipped around so fast that he almost stumbled back, but managed to catch himself on time.

“Hi.” He said, scratching his neck awkwardly. “I’m sorry.”

You sighed, closing your eyes. “What are you sorry about?”

“I acted like a complete ass. All you were trying to be was nice and explain that you weren’t a part of this hurtful plan of your parents but I just behaved like an idiot and hurt you instead.”

You opened your eyes to look at him for a while. “You did.”

“Yeah, and I’m sorry for that.” He said, refusing to make eye contact with you anymore. “I just- I just… you probably know about my bullying incident because you were there in the nurse’s room that day- yeah, you and Mingyu talk loudly- so I just got really defensive when you said you knew about my financial condition and that’s why you wanted to apologise.”

You sighed, folding your arm and looking away too. “I didn’t mean it that way. If I wanted to hurt you or look at you in disgust, I could have done it much before itself.”

“Yeah, and I realised that now. I messed up big time. I’m sorry.” He said, finally looking up at you.

“Jihoon, I admire you. You are one of the bravest people I know.” You said, looking back at him. “I would never, never ever hurt you, no matter how deep our rivalry goes. It must have been hard, having so much on the line while studying. Because I can relate to that. Maybe you don’t have your entire family’s dignity on the line but you do have something dragging you down. And I- and I care for you Jihoon.”

“Yeah. My mother sacrificed so much for me I can’t-” He choked on his words, screwing his eyes shut and balling his fists. “I can’t let her sacrifices go to waste like this.”

You didn’t know what came over you but the next thing you knew, you had thrown your arms around his neck, pulling him into an embrace. 

“It’s okay.” You whispered into his ear, gently patting his back. “Your mother loves you a lot. No matter what. I could see it in her eyes. She loves you so much Jihoon.”

You heard him sniffle as you felt his arms wrap around your waist.

“Thank you.” He whispered back. “I want you to know that no matter what you do, I’ll always be proud of you too. I’m honoured to have a friend like you and I’ll always be there for you.”

You chuckled at this and pulled back so that the two of you were looking at each other, faces just inches apart.

“Thought you said we weren’t friends?” You asked.

“Did I?” He asked, one corner of his lip turning up. “That’s probably because I’ve always wanted to be more than friends with you, sunshine.”

You froze in his arms, eyes widening at this sudden confession.

Jihoon just smiled at you, though his eyes looked pained. “I know you’ll hate me more now but I’ve always liked everything about you. Your determination, your hard work, your smartness, your dedication-”

And before he could complete the list of things he liked about you, you found yourself crashing your lips into his, the force nearly causing the two of you to stumble back. But Jihoon caught himself almost immediately, kissing you back fervently.

You felt your entire body explode as he soft lips seared against yours, the world around you slowly spinning out of control. You were acutely aware of his hand on your back rubbing circles, and you tighten your arms around his neck to pull him in deeper.

Finally, what felt like hours, the two of you broke apart to catch your breaths, gasping for air.

“I cannot believe you thought riling me up was the best way to talk to me.” You muttered, lips brushing against his. Jihoon laughed, quickly pressing another kiss to your lips.

��Let’s admit it, it was a smart move.”

“It was a dumb move. I could have hated you more. Thank god I’m the smarter one.”

“It wasn’t. And I’m the smarter one. Oh, and all yours, sunshine.”

A/N: Please do tell me what you think about this story!! I worked really hard on it and I would love to know everyone’s thoughts on it~ Comments and reblogs are appreciated!    

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[h0neybane]

MAGIKEY (TWST AU) BY @quartztwst !!

im going to PASS AWAAAAYYYYY IM SOSO TIRED. BUT ITS DONE. but anyway, more on evelyn...

Evelyn [Magikey User "Luna Luceat"]

“Hurry up, I'm gonna pass out."

Evelyn is an 18 year old girl and has been a magical girl for 4 years, since she was 14. In her magical girl form, she comes off as mysterious and aloof... but she's really just thinking about going home. She has occasionally breached the top 10 of Magical popularity rankings, but she mostly tries to keep to herself, vanishing immediately after her work is done. Oftentimes, she finished things so quick that the public is unaware.

A quiet, sleepy girl who is jaded from her years as a magical girl.

Status:

Mental/Emotional Strength: ★★★★☆ (She's hard to crack since she's used to her job, but her constant exhaustion can become a vulnerability if left untreated for too long.)

Physical Strength: ★★★☆☆ (She's moderately strong as her staff is fairly hefty, and she does swing with it sometimes.)

Stamina: ★★☆☆☆ (This girl is tired as FUCK LMFAO. She uses her little floating platform to move because she doesn't want to actually run.)

Strategy: ★★★★★ (Evelyn is very calculated with her moves as her goal is to get the job done as fast as possible to go home and SLEEP.)

Strengths: Evelyn is very experienced and keeps a close eye on all of her teammates, making sure they can operate effectively. She is especially strong during the nighttime in a full moon.

Weaknesses: Evelyn is constantly exhausted because she only works during the nighttime as that is when her powers are most effective. A daytime attack would leave her extremely vulnerable.

Evelyn lives with her little brother in their childhood home. Their parents are usually overseas on business trips, so they don't see them in person very often. Evelyn's brother is aware that she works during the night time, but doesn't know that she's a magical girl.

Evelyn grew up very sheltered, being homeschooled by tutors hired by her parents. She was very lonely and she didn't really speak to her brother. She accumulated a massive amount of hobbies to pass time, one of those being gazing at the moon on her balcony, wishing for something to change.

Her wish was granted the night of her 14th birthday, with her magikey falling into her hands after gazing at the moon for the nth time. She eagerly and naively accepted, thinking that this was everything she hoped for.

Unfortunately, she soon came to realize that the nature of her abilities forced her to be sleep deprived if she wanted to do anything much outside of being a magical girl. After her second year of being a magical girl, her enthusiasm fully died, and now she just tries to get by until she can go home. (she still really likes her outfit though, LOL)

After a shift as a magical girl, Evelyn will usually rush inside a convience store, grab snacks, pay and bolt home. She hates staying for overtime even by 5 minutes... though, she's willing to grab some stuff for her brother if he asks for it.

Evelyn is technically enrolled in theMagikey Training School, but she rarely shows up to classes. If she does, she's usually sleeping in them, though she doesn't mind a chance to show off once in a while. The instructors tend to leave her alone whenever this happens, as they're aware of how hard she works.

She does try to be nice towards her juniors though. She fetches them treats once in a while.

uncharted lore territory!! i didnt watch madoka magica or anything so idk if this fits in at all so im warning in advance lol. this is adjacent to evelyn's ACTUAL lore within the original canon twst, which is why it's here. i will make a separate post explaining further later on

Evelyn has a secret. One that isn't her being a magical girl. She has not told crowley, nor any of her magical colleagues, and she does not intend to— at least not for now. However, this secret does leave her susceptible to... negative feelings.

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[maddiesentmehere118]

A Stranger's Jacket: Part 10

Evan "Buck" Buckley x plus size! reader

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: fluff, light smut, plot inaccuracies, MDNI 18+

Author's notes: I am so very sorry that this has taken a few days to write. I just found the motivation today on my day off!

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You’d spent eight days in and out of the hospital. Buck was eager to get out of the ICU and had never been more happy to be in a med-surge room with less close monitoring on day three. His guests weren’t as restricted, and you had finally got to meet Christopher. He was as sweet as everyone said he was, and at seven years old, he was a bright little one. His banter with Buck was cute and he was actually funny. Christopher had given you a hug before leaving, telling you that you better be nice to his Buck. You looked back at the man, whose eyes were crinkled with joy. You laughed, bent down, and told him that you would take care of Buck. 

When Maddie was working, you were at the hospital. And when you weren’t doing homework, you and Buck were watching a new series together. When Maddie switched, you bid your farewell to Buck, promising to be back in a few hours. Just enough time to shower and get some rest.

At first, there were some conflicts on where Buck should go. You and Maddie thought it would be best if he didn’t stay at his loft, as it wasn’t accessible with stairs. You advocated for him to stay at Maddie’s place since she had been a nurse, afterall. But he was not having it. He didn’t want to invade his sister’s space, especially since she was with Chimney. And while Eddie’s house was accessible, he didn’t want to be there either.

Buck wanted to be with you. At your place.

He was also adamant that you were not going to sleep in separate beds, so the orthopedist recommended a wedge pillow that was designed to elevate and hold his leg in place. In addition, you ordered a wedge pillow to prop himself up in bed, because he would be spending a lot of time there for the first few weeks. Well, you did the ordering and Buck gave you his card. 

“I think you like that bed more than me.” You’d teased earlier in the week. He shook his head in response, flashing that flirtatious grin of his. 

“While it’s comfy, I like what’s in the bed more. She can be my hot nurse.”

The night that he came home, you didn’t sleep well. The following two nights, you were just as sleepless and relied on coffee during the day. You were afraid that a restless night might jolt him and worsen the pain he was already experiencing.It was similar to the first night he stayed over. By the third night, he had woken up to you sitting up in bed, scrolling on your phone. You broke down for the first time in a week, emotionally and physically exhausted. After calming you down, he convinced you to lay beside him, and he laid his arm across your torso. He couldn’t spoon you, but his arm soothed all of your worries.

The first few weeks were full of weekly doctor appointments and gentle range of motion exercises. You started to teach when Buck got moved onto the med-surg unit.  You found time to record simple lectures when you weren’t at the hospital and used discussion boards to see students engaging with the material. But it was very different to lecture about material compared to hearing students ask questions during Zoom classes or answer questions that you had for them. You had fallen in love with teaching all over again, reminding you of your passion to tutor others pre-shooting. You felt like you were slowly getting back into your routine.

 It was very rewarding and left you warm on the inside, and the students seemed to look forward to class. And even Buck was learning from his place in the other room. He was super proud and ecstatic for you.

By week six, he was so excited to be put on crutches- but that meant even more reminders that he needed to take it easy. He was pushing himself to heal faster, and everyone around him told him that his job wasn’t going anywhere.  

You had slowly transitioned to leaving Buck at home for an hour and a half now that he was on crutches. You were still healing from the aftermath of the shooting, but it was cathartic to be back in the building. With each day, you became less jumpy, more trustworthy in the new security systems and protocols set in place. You slept better and the nightmares from the shooting and Buck’s accident became minimal with the help of therapy. 

By week ten, he had started using the cane for slow distance and was doing great in strength and balancing training. Your apartment got rearranged to fit equipment for rehab in your living room, and you wouldn’t have had it any other way. You were on board with anything that would get Buck back to where he wanted, within reason of course.

You enjoyed playing house with Buck. It was nice to share life with someone on a regular basis, as you had spent all of your undergrad sharing a dorm space with friends to transitioning to your own as a graduate student. Your friends had slowly trickled over to meet him and had just as great approval ratings as you had said. You were falling in love with him and vice versa.

Week twelve rolled around and it was time to slowly start weaning him off of pain meds. It was hard on both of you, but thankfully most of the pain had lessened and swelling was the main issue. But every hidden whimper of pain was like a strike to your gut and you couldn’t do anything besides give him NSAIDs and rotate between ice and heat. 

After some research, you tried a few things to reduce swelling and minimize the pain. You did breathing exercises together, pushed water and green tea, ate the best foods for inflammation, and experimented with a few numbing creams. You found what worked best for Buck and ran with it. 

Buck eventually got insecure about his body and inability to perform for the time being. You had tried having sex in the third month but a pain flare up had made you both stop. He wanted to try again and you told him that as much as you wanted to jump him, it was a sign that his body still needed time to heal. You were afraid to hurt him. And it was a huge blow to his ego. 

You had leaned onto your side, propping your head up as he stared at the ceiling. You had just made out like horny teenagers when he got a bout of pain. Now he was avoiding eye contact, a mix of frustration and embarrassment in his body language. You leaned over to kiss his cheek, working down his jaw and throat. Your free fingers ran up and down the side of his torso. His face slowly melted into relaxation.

“Hey, Evan, look at me.”

He turned his head, a soft glow on his face. You reached up to stroke his cheek softly. It was a tender touch, much different than the urgent way you clawed at each other a few seconds ago. He had nothing to be worried about, especially with the pool of arousal in your shorts and the pounding of your heart in your chest. Did you mention the room was unbearably hot?

“What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”

A long beat, his chin dipping down. You bent your neck down to catch his attention, giving him a bright smile, trying to keep this lighthearted. 

“I just, I feel like I can’t do anything. After everything you’ve done for me, I feel bad that I can’t show you how much I care.”

You cut him off with a kiss. He grabs the back of your neck, fingers tangling in your hair pulling you closer to him. You let your hands roam his body, pouring all of your feelings into the moment. You were damned if you were going to let Evan Buckley think you didn’t know how much he appreciated you.

A mix of labored breaths fill the room as you pull back, resting your foreheads against each other. You tilt your head back with laughter as he starts kissing and nuzzling your ticklish spot.

Then he breathed out three simple words.

“I love you. And I am so very in love with you that I can’t imagine my life without you in it. I was made to love you, like I’ve known you all my life. And you don’t have to say it back, but I just thought you should know that I truly love you.”

And it was the easiest thing to sigh it back to him, kissing him again, this time more tenderly, before placing your face on his chest as he held you. 

One evening, closer to the start of the fourth month, you decided that you were going to take control and test the waters again. He had been having a few good days in a row with no real complaints of pain. And his hands were struggling to stay off of you.

Eddie dropped off Buck’s turnout coat while he was out with Maddie earlier that day, and he didn’t ask questions. However, from the smug look on his face, he knew. A blush crept on your cheeks as he smiled, wishing you good luck before leaving. 

The Proposal was on while you were in the bathroom, Buck relaxing in bed. You fluffed your hair up, smudging some eyeliner to finish your smokey eye. Your lips were painted red, eyelashes coated black with mascara. With a finalized spray of perfume and a deep breath, you were ready to open the door.

You slowly cracked the door open, not wanting to gain Buck’s attention right away. You slowly peeked out, leaning your hip against the door frame, arm resting above your head. A sultry look graced your face, lip tucked between your teeth. Your eyes never left his body.

It was at least three minutes before he had glanced up at you. His eyes lit up upon seeing your face, but as they trailed down your body, his blue orbs turned dark, hooding over in lust. 

He sat up to walk towards you, but you tusked, waving your finger at him. He let out a low groan as you arched your chest forward, giving him a better view of your lace covered breasts. 

“Fuck-”

“Oh I’m going to fuck you, Buckley.”

“Oh yeah? How so?”

He tilted his head, a knowing grin on his face. You could see his imagination running wild.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” 

You paused, pushing off of the door frame to saunter over to him. You stood over him, finger barely grazing the skin of his bare torso.

“Well I need you to be good for me and lay back so I can suck your cock. Then-” 

You dragged a finger down the middle of his chest, down to his groin. His chest was heaving with shallow breaths of anticipation, arousal clear in his eyes as he watched you every move.

“I’m going to take my time ruining you.”

You leaned down, lips brushing his. He grabbed the back of your neck, pulling you in for a kiss. But you had pulled back as he tried to deepen it, conveying you were going to be in charge tonight. 

“You’re going to spoon me and look at your name on my back as you fuck me.”

His hands grab at your hips, and you don’t miss the slight tremble in them. Maybe he was nervous about a pain flare up or disappointing you again. But you would never be disappointed. Having Buck in your life was enough for you. If it meant keeping Buck safe and pain free, everything else could wait.

Regardless, he keeps hands on your love handles, turning you to get a better view. His Adam's Apple bobbed, breath hitching in his throat. You had him right where you wanted him.

The first time sex went well, it was equally a moment of relief and connection. You’d learned that Buck had a breeding kink, and used that to your full advantage when you begged him to cum in you, telling him you were on the IUD. And you would be lying if you said you weren’t into it, either.

After that, you had tried to take it lightly, but that only lasted a few days before he was taking you in any position he could. You had to refrain from any strenuous weight bearing positions on his leg, which meant doggy style and cowgirl off of the table- for now. But missionary and side sex was working wonders for the both of you.

By the middle of the fourth month, he was rabid. He was able to participate in more positions and was leading a very active sexual life, moving past mutual masturbation and touching- although you didn’t mind when he fingered you or when you had his cock in your hand, down your throat-

The last few months were a blur. Buck was walking normally with low amounts of pain and you had been out to more social gatherings. And you even were able to go out on what Buck called “proper dates”, which was nice since it was now spring out, but you secretly rolled your eyes at the fact that he thought you had to go out and spend money to have a good date.

You had fallen into a routine yet managed to keep each other on their tippy toes.

When you graduated in August, the whole team had come to watch you walk across the stage with that diploma. Buck had arranged for Hen and Karen to spearhead the planning for a secret graduation party, and there were signs that something was going to happen, but you didn’t think too hard on it. 

At first, you were worried that he was texting another woman. He was on his phone a little more leading up to your graduation and you thought this may be it. You knew that insecurity was stupid, considering how love stricken he was. And he kept asking small questions, playing them off subtly. He’d been super excited to get you out the door for dinner at your favorite restaurant- only after he had made you unravel on his face a few times.

The ride to the restaurant was long but you didn’t notice that you weren’t on the way to the restaurant. Buck had his hand firmly gripped on your thigh and kept giving you that glance that made you want to skip dinner.

So when Buck pulled into a driveway, you were confused. Cars lined the street and Buck played it off as Hen and Karen had a present for you that they forgot to bring to graduation. You followed his lead as he helped you out of the car, walking up the concrete pad to the door. The house was quiet and mostly dark as Buck rang the doorbell. Hen answered, inviting you in as Karen grabbed the gift from her bedroom. 

You’d started a conversation about Denny, laughing as Hen joked that they were not ready to watch him graduate fourth grade, let alone highschool or college. Buck’s hand remained firm on your waist as you conversed.

Then suddenly, the lights turned on, and you assumed Karen had returned with your gift. But instead, a collective shout of surprise filled the air. Your friends, the team, and Dr. Daniels and his family jumped out, and you were shocked. 

But what really surprised you was Buck’s rehab team being there, as they had become a monumental part of you and Buck’s everyday life. You’d let out a few tears as you went to them, hugging them and thanking them for showing up. Without them, you don’t know how strong you could have been. They weren’t only there for Buck’s healing, but they were also there for you. They understood how challenging it was being a loved one caring for their partner. You could actually talk to Trina, Melody, and Heather about your feelings on his journey without the clinical guidance of your counselor. 

Now you are getting ready for your supposed date night. You had informed Buck that you were going to go see a comedy show together. You had put on a long sleeve maxi dress and paired it with some flats. It was a bit more than what you normally wear out, but not too different. Now you had to convince Buck to let you drive, which is more of a feat on its own considering he loves toting you around now his leg is back to normal.

“Babe, we’re going to be late if you keep messing with your hair.”

“We are not.” 

He peeks his head out of the bathroom, looking charming as always.

“You have my keys, right? You’re ready to go?”

You flash him your purse hanging on your shoulder and keys in your hand. Your keys.

“Wait, you’re driving?”

“It’s my night to take you out, don’t you remember?”

His golden retriever energy shines through as he wraps an arm around you, pulling you to his chest. You smile as you hold the keys behind his back, knowing what he’s attempting to do. 

“You can’t have the keys, but you can give me a kiss.”

He leans down, his lips brushing the corner of your mouth teasingly. His hand slides down your back, resting on the swell of your ass. 

“Hmmm.” He gives you a sweet peck. “I suppose that’s a fair trade.”

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[maniacalgenius]

03.17.25

monday recap

🌺 quiet time - read Acts 10

🌺 ate breakfast

🌺 got ready

🧬 went to physics recitation

🧬 went to physics lab

🌺 got lunch, didn't really do any work in my usual MWF spot because lab took up all of my laptop's charge & unfortunately there is not an outlet near my favorite table (iykyk)

🌺 picked up little sandwich from school & drove him to math tutoring (again iykyk)

🍁 went to coffee shop

🧬 did physics tutorial from march 7th

🌺 settled my logging-in issues with my resident portal (it only took 4 times of the person i was emailing back and forth with saying they would "escalate the issue to a colleague to assist" before i received a temporary password to log in with!!!! 10/10 bureaucratic experience 🤩)

📋 responded to the feedback my SIM left on my session planners

🧬 watched video lecture for tomorrow's class in biochem - overview of lipid metabolism (lipids SUCK & i HATE them!!! i want electron transport & oxidative phosphorylation back!!! i mean what?)

🍁 went to bible study. was a very silly time as our unofficial leader was sick. went home halfway through because i was tired of sitting there with all the happy couples whilst feeling so keenly the wounds of spiritual warfare

🧚 drove around in circles for a little bit listening to the same song on repeat

🌺 went home, ate dinner, took a shower, went to bed

💤 9h 28m (got to sleep at 12:45 a.m. mild improvement)

💧 90 oz

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love and prayers

[cadet-aviator]

'Mess and Household training' (3)

O, and then there were shoes. If ironing shirts was a science in itself, then taking care of leather shoes was closer to particle physics. I was pretty good at polishing my black cadet shoes, but I had noticed, when I met the Admiral, that there existed an entirely different level of excellence, to which I was now introduced. 

You will not believe what I had to learn, about animal skin, about stitching, about soles and laces, about different kinds of fatty substances and ointments and polishes, which had to be applied with different kinds of cloths of soft brushes, in different kinds of strokes, with different intensities, slow to let the leather absorb the material, faster to bring ‘coherence’ to the outer layer, even faster to bring out a crystal clear lacquer shine.

For the ironing and the cooking we had some friendly instructors, not so for shoe care: you’d get two, sometimes three ‘experts’ to observe your entire exercise, which could go on for three or four hours, easily – for one pair, mind you.

And where I had perhaps gotten a bit comfortable in the other training courses, I now had to work really hard to avoid any kind of mistake (not to mention avoiding getting black polish on my shirtsleeves, for starters).

Demerits came down hard and fast, and again I found myself ordered back in to the barracks on Sunday afternoons, to spend hours and hours on my knees doing the floors again (and again).

As I was getting along in this particular type of Mess & Household training, the Army Cadet staff actually changed my school curriculum – without consulting me, of course. Simple: I showed up at school, stood to attention as we sang the national anthem (we did that every morning), and then one of my teachers took me aside and told me that I was to take extra classes in Physics and Chemistry (not my strong subjects), and my grade average had to be 8/10, or better. I was going to get additional tutoring outside normal school hours. These would be added to my school cadet drill hours and to my Army service hours, so ‘You had better focus on covering the backlog quickly, boy. Off you go.’ ‘Yes Sir’. 

Just like that.

'O, kid, we've interfered with your life again.'

‘Yes Sir. Thank you Sir.'

It was what my life was like. Just when I thought I was managing this double cadet discipline and juggling it with my normal obligations at school and at home, there was always something added to it. Six more hours of school, per week, with extra tests. 

I never realised until I began writing down these memories, that in those days I must have had days of 14 to 16-hours of work, at least, and that was apart from my own chores, doing my own laundry, my own ironing, the weekly haircuts, the morning inspections. I never complained. I never said: 'But Sir, please, I have School Cadets and Army Cadets and my Dad is away, and then all this homework and ... '.

Never.

(All images are AI-generated).

[ze-slaughtermod]

Look at the tags right now.

Here they are again:

TW: Drugs; TW: alcohol abuse; TW suggestive; TW: Slightly Suggestive; TW Manipulation; TW: Toxic Relationship

Turn away now if you are not comfortable with these topics as they relate to something in my personal life that I need to write about. I need to get this off my chest. You do NOT have to read this if it makes you uncomfortable.

2008 - 2009 was so long ago but once in a really great while, memories will resurface and everything I ever felt in that span of a year will resurface.

I had gotten into a very toxic situation/relationship with a guy that year and I found out a lot about myself and went through absolute HELL. I write this here in the case someone IS reading this and can spot out the toxic behaviors in their own situations to avoid the absolute BULLSHIT I went through.

(sigh)

His name was Nelson. And for the first three months, we had gotten along very well. I was the type who would fall hard and fast, especially still being young and fresh out of high school and very impressionable. College wasn't for me and when he and I started dating, I made the big mistake of moving into his apartment to "make it on my own"! Because I was 18 and "ready" to take on life!

I had no fucking clue what I was doing. It wasn't even his apartment. It was his Mother's. In the worst part of Los Angeles (where I grew up), in a roach infested complex... And his two younger sisters who just wanted their big brother to give a shit about them. I thought that love could soften his heart to be a little better towards his siblings and God was I fucking wrong.

Diana was 13 and a bright child. Monica was 8 and they immediately clung onto me like an older sister. And I immediately took them under my wing and protection. And the more I saw how cruel he was to them, the less I loved him. The more I hated him and the more I hated myself for seeing that he could be the one for me at all.

I wanted to leave and go back home but I stayed for those two girls because their mother worked 3 jobs to keep food on the table and pay the rent. Nelson and I went to work for a non profit organization and got a stipend check of 250 bucks a week and did "volunteer work" for 9-10 hours a day at nearby schools where we tutored children who were falling behind in class and ran an after school care program. (We were in different teams thank GOD)

I did what I could to help... The mother was very sweet. She worked so hard. She loved her kids. But she didn't know WHY Nelson was so cruel when all she did was love him. His father was never in their lives but Nelson knew him in his youth enough to turn out into a twisted bastard.

Another reason why I didn't leave is because Nelson threatened me and those young girls a lot. He alienated me from my family and controlled my money. Whenever I was off the clock, he was immediately at my side to "walk us" home. He was making sure I didn't jump on a bus and leave. And I never told my teammates for a long time.

I think I gave up trying to run away because he would break me down. He'd call me names. I'd work hard to keep the peace at home. I did everything I could for him in various ways I'm not proud of to keep his fists away from his sisters.

One day, I had a day off and he didn't. And I stayed behind to babysit the little ones and we had a WONDERFUL time. We went to the market and got snacks. I treated them to ice cream and McDonalds. Went back home and turned on the Playstation to play a game. So long as we turned it off before Nelson got home, we'd be fine. But. We were having so much fun that I lost track of time.

I remember it like it happened yesterday. I'll never forget it and I wish I could...

But Nelson got home and I immediately began to apologize. Monica ran into her room and locked the door because I told her so. But he physically pushed me aside and (Diana was the one playing, sitting on a chair and didn't have time to even get up) went straight for Diana.

He grabbed her by her fucking hair and literally threw her across the across. I'll never forget her scream. I'll never forget the sound of Monica crying from her room in fear, wondering if she was next. And as Nelson was YELLING at Diana, I lost my mind. I lost my temper for the first time with him. I threw my entire existence into an open handed SLAP.

And all I remember is getting thrown around. Throwing him around. Telling Diana to go hide with Monica and threatened Nelson with the kitchen knife that if he ever hurt his sisters like that again, I will fucking stab him.

He never laid a hand on his sisters again.

And you know what?

I still stayed.... Because I felt like I still had no family to go to. I had no phone because he had thrown my phone out the window and far into the street during that fight. I threw his Superman game out the window in return.

But our relationship was pretty much strained. We tried to work things out but the only way I could feel anything at all, was if I got drunk. Or if I got high. It didn't matter what I got drunk or high on. I'll tell you I can never touch vodka again.

I'll tell you I've been clean of any drugs since 2009.

But that year? Especially after we moved out to live in another apartment? I was getting cross faded every weekend. Because I was down right depressed. Trapt. Alone. I had no friends. I only had this bastard to keep me company that entire year. And lemme tell you when you're stuck with someone you wish could love you and you wish you could find the strength to love them at all-- that year feels like ten years in 365 days.

At the end of 2008...I had an accident. I fell down a flight of stairs and cracked my lower lumber. My back has never been the same since. At this point, Nelson and I were trying to make things work again. But this is where it all fell apart.

I fell a week before Christmas. The doctor at the time couldn't do anything for the crack in my back because it was a hairline fracture that didn't need surgery. Said it'll heal. Here some crutches, Vicodin and merry Christmas!

I was stuck in that apartment. Unable to see family. Nelson LEFT ME ALONE, barely able to MOVE. Barely any food.

For a week.

And I couldn't do a damn thing...but eat a box of crackers and drink water and devour meds to keep the pain away. For the entire Christmas week and into the New Year of 2009.

I'll tell you that I could really only lay there and wish to die.

In the New Year, I found new strength. I found rage. I found the will to live and to kick out the crap and the alcohol and the drugs and I WANTED my family.

I just wanted to finish out the volunteer job then I was DONE.

My back got better and I was able to stand again. I spoke to Nelson less and less. I began to notice that he wouldn't pay the rent like he said he would. But he suddenly had money to take the train to go see a friend every weekend. Or have a new video game. We had an eviction notice to leave by the end of February. By that time, I'd be done with the volunteer work. The apartment was in Nelson's name alone. It was all too perfect....

My plan was set.

The day before Valentine's Day, Nelson had returned from his weekend excursion. I was going to drop the bomb on him about the late notice because I HID IT from him. So he had no idea.

But he did something that surprised me. He sat next to me. Told me I looked pretty. And I was genuinely surprised. For a moment, I thought that we were gonna work things out. Maybe he was going to apologize for everything.

He touched my lips with his finger and I felt something....I felt happy for a split second

Until he said: This is the finger I used to pleasure that friend I've been visiting every weekend since December.

THE "FRIEND" WAS A GIRL. HE WAS CHEATING ON ME WHILE WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE WORKING THINGS OUT. HE JUST TOUCHED HIS UNWASHED FINGER JERKING HAND ONTO MY FUCKING MOUTH.

I

BEAT

HIS

ASS!!!!

I kicked him out of his own apartment. The next day, Valentine's Day, I treated myself to Disneyland. And silently hated every single lovely dove couple I saw and rode Space Mountain until I grew bored of it. Treated myself to my favorite restaurant. I went shopping. I stayed until closing to see ALL the parades and fireworks.

I went back home. The next day....I cleaned...

As in, I got trash bags and started to throw away ...... EVERYTHING HE OWNED.

Clothes

Personal items

Collector things

Food

Bathroom stuff

Everything that could fit in a 40 gallon trash bag-- I threw it all down the apartment's garbage chute.

I sold his games

His game systems

The TV and entertainment system sold to the neighbors

The only thing I left behind was the coffee table with the eviction notice IN HIS NAME with a note: If he ever came near me again it was on site and nothing and no one would save him from me. I would BEAT his ass again.

.....So after writing this, I realize that it's not really HIM that's got me upset. It's the fact that I allowed myself to stay at all. That's what had me mad.

But. I also can't hold onto that. Or else ....

People like that win. They take power over you. And if you don't forgive them FOR YOURSELF....then they keep that power. So. Nelson.

Go fuck yourself and I forgive you for being a piece of shit. Yeah I think that's how it works. I hope you scrapped your balls on the pavement.

[woonova]

꩜ ﾟ˖ ENHYPEN AS COMMON TROPES

◟﹙ 🎧 ﹚enha ﹕oneshot ﹙ @woonova ﹚

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  written to a new kind of love by frou frou

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  genre fluff

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  synopsis relationships with the enhypen members portrayed by common tropes

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  warning ....

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  wc 1.6k

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✧ L.HS | (희승)

⋆ brothers bestfriend !

you had never payed any extra attention to any of your brothers friends, finding them quite noisy and annoying. but everything changed when your brother came home one day with the usual loud laughs and playful actions surrounding him and his group of friends, and you took this as a sign to pack up all your supplies and return to your room - deciding to finish your homework at a later time. you stayed quiet as they entered the family room, scanning over every familiar face as their greeting simultaneously arrived at your ears, until you got stuck on an unknown visual, among the noisy group.

fluffy dark coloured hair, covering bright doe eyes and pretty pink lips that instantly pulled up into a even prettier smile, when sharing introductions, made you feel as if you were on cloud nine, had your brother always been friends with pretty boys like this? maybe you would have to start paying more attention to the company your brother kept around him although, you were sure only one boy would end up taking your attention.

✦ P.JS | (제이)

⋆ best friends to lovers !

you and jay had always been there for each other, it didnt matter if he had a club meeting on the same day of your volleyball match or if you were busy with practices on the day of his fashion club's runway show, you were always there waiting for the other. so imagine how you were feeling now, thoughts of jay's disappointed face as you explained to him that you couldnt miss another day of practise - which would lead to you missing his most important show of the year, clouded your mind. the thought made you sick to your stomach, you didnt want to tell him, you couldn't.

so you didnt and instead opted for the option of going in early on a weekend to complete your full 4 hours of practise before rushing to the shows venue without even bothering to change out of your uniform. but in the end it was all worth it, your 15 minute run with sore legs, waking up at 8 instead of 10 on a saturday and your now damp hair filled with sweat, because you were able to catch the gleaming smile of your best friend as he bowed at the end of his show, proud of his work. and his smile grew brighter, deep brown eyes lighting up at the sight of you clapping in union with the crowd. and at this sight you knew it was definitely worth it.

✧ S.JY | (재윤)

⋆ tutor x classmate !

everyone knew you were failing physics, thanks to your teacher unregretably calling out your score with a disappointed expression and tone of voice. it was safe to say you held a secured spot within the single digits, it was that bad. you were ashamed to admit how bad it had gotten when you locked eyes with the class' top student, jake who looked at you in shock, probably surprised one could even get a grade that low. and you returned that same shocked expression when he later offered to tutor you for your upcoming exams, his bright expression contrasting with yours greatly.

it wasnt that bad, you'll admit. jake was a pretty good teacher and in turn you tried your best to be a good listener, which, admittedly wasnt hard as jake often gave information in fun and interactive ways, which had you reciting formulas in a few days. he was also kind, well kind enough not to mention your infamous grade in the last examinations as the others did, often bringing it up as a joke or a sly comment, instead he aimed to help you as much as he could. and when your average leveled up to a 60% the progress almost made you cry tears of joy, and you figured it wouldn't hurt to have a few more sessions. it also wouldn't hurt to sit beside a pretty boy for 2 hours after school everyday, would it?

✦ P.SH | (성훈)

⋆ rivals to lovers !

you and sunghoon had been rivals since childhood. it was always about who could run the fastest, score the highest, or surround themselves with the most friends. it continued all the way through middle school peaking at the start for your respective figure skating careers. now it was all about who could jump the highest, have the better performance, and collect the most fans. so imagine your surprise when you were both informed you would be given a spot in the annual club expo as a duo piece.

your conversations were mainly filled with sly remarks and annoyed expressions, but this one was different. it consisted of inaudible murmurs and shy expressions as you went over the overly romantic moves, of your collab item. you could feel his warm hands on your waist as he spun you, and when he pulled you closer with that annoying smirk, you knew it wouldn't take long for this rivalry to end.

✧ K.SN | (선우)

⋆ grumpy x sunshine !

if given the oppurtunity you would describe sunoo as seemingly the happiest person alive and if given the opportunity you were sure he would describe you as seemingly the grumpiest person alive. sunoo was sure he had never seen you smile in all his years sitting at your shared desk. no matter what you always held a blank expression, never distracted form the tasks you seem to always be completing. he had made the move to talk to you on several occasions, which always ended in you shutting him down before he even got his full sentence out, returning to your work as if you didnt just crush his spirit - but he would never show that. so today he tried a different approach.

you almost got away from the peppy boy, who had been waiting for you to exit the almost empty classroom - having already completed his quiz and had been sent out by the teacher as a precaution for cheating. you made the move to pass by him, but he didnt let you holding on to your arm with a firm grip, and inviting you out with a smile so bright you were sure you would become blind if stared at it any longer. albeit, you didnt really have a choice so you went along with him, having sunoo lead you out the school gates and into the best night you've ever experienced in your life. you couldnt help but let a small smile escape your blank exterior and it only grew by the second after hearing sunoo gush at how much he loved your dimples that only show up with your pretty smile.

✦ Y.JW | (정원)

⋆ fake dating !

yang jungwon was an enigma to you, he was a quiet studios boy who never seemed to be the cause or center of any issue and was always to himself. so when this mysterious boy came up to you, greeting you with a big smile and an almost bone crushing hug, desperately pleading with you through hushed whispers to help him with his plan, you found it hard to say no. so you stood beside jungwon and watched as he apologized to the poor girl who had asked him out just a few minutes earlier, as he pretendedly wrapped a confident arm around you. the girl who had been recently hanging on jungwon's every word turned to you with this action, eyes pleading for a confirmation, to which you nodded hoping you didnt spoil this plan by showing your slight hesitation.

sighs of relief were released and an obvious distance was placed between you both as soon as his admirer disappeared behind the corner. it was obvious he was nervous as he explained that he just just trying to get the girl off his back and not knowing how to say no, he quickly made up this plan to throw her off. you watched him with amusement as he continued to let out apologies disguised as low murmurs, and that same amusement was evident as you reminisced on your unexpected meeting a few hours later, hoping you would meet again under different circumstances. or not. you didnt really mind.

✧ N.RK | (りき)

⋆ enemies to lovers !

niki was a pain in the butt. there was never a calm moment with him, peaceful moods being ruined by his nonstop nagging and teasing. it was as if he personally studied every way he could upset you, carrying out his test everyday in the form of pranks and nasty comments. at first you were confused, you had no clue what you had done to make niki act this way towards you, and over the years the confusion faded and anger arose within you growing everytime you viewed that smug expression on his face, oh how you just wanted to wipe it off. with your fist. and it finally happened, though not in the way you hoped, it still happened and that was all that mattered.

it was a bad morning for you the dark circles under eyes served as proof, and unfortunately it was also the perfect bait for niki's sly comments. but you werent in the mood and you were sure niki realized that after his fifth try to get a reaction out of you, of course failing just like his previous attempts. and when he opened his mouth for a sixth time you were surprised to hear a genuine question falling from his lips, slowly looking up to find his sharp eyes looking at you concern swimming in the deep brown colour. you werent sure what shifted that day in your relationship, but you were sure it could only get better from here.

© https://...woonova | 2023

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what were Degare and Waite's childhoods like?

Tl;dr: bad

Degare technically was born a young adult (about 17, 18?). In his prior human life he was raised as a daughter on a medieval peasant farm so. Not great! He ran away in his early mid teens after hearing he was going to be married and presented as a young pageboy to gain employment at an apothecary a couple years before his rebirth. He was feral for a few years, very isolated and alone, got driven out by humans, then Sandman took him and gave him to his adoptive mothers. All three gave him dedicated education (a lot of it in medicine) and room to be a person, but he also had emotional/behavioral problems as a result of a not great past. He was very loving and awkward but would either respond with frightened aggression or remove himself entirely if presented with something that made him upset... which I guess hasn't changed too much in his middleage, except he keeps his loving side as hidden as he can manage haha

Waite was the first born son in a middle class family that started a tea import company. His parents were so concerned with just trying to make something of themselves via new wealth & improving their class that they became very absent and allowed nannies to raise Waite. Waite had multiple other siblings but all died in infancy except for his sister Luella. He still visits and cares for the graves of his siblings.

Waite had "problems with authority" (read: autistic) and was almost sent to a care home because of it. Terrified to look his father in the eyes, often wouldn't speak unless it was to the house workers or the wolfhounds kept as pets, did weird things with his hands, etc. He was seen by his parents as being overly sensitive and a not very smart troublemaker and they made sure to let him know what burden this put on them. Physical punishment was common as it was the only way they could seem to get him to "listen" to them, he was put on a strict diet to "curb his excitement" when he was about 14 which resulted in nutrition deficiency until his late 30s, wasn't allowed to behave like a child or be interested in childish things (fairytale books) starting from the time he was 10, etc etc. A lot of restriction in an attempt to turn him into something he's not.

The house workers who essentially raised him were very kind though and they are the reason why he relates much more to normal folk despite what his parents tried to teach about class division. He would seek positive attention from them and they would sneak him food and books he wasn't allowed despite it risking their position and in one case, resulting in a firing which Waite blamed himself for harshly.

Beyond this, he was being groomed to take on the business eventually so he had a lot of tutoring in finances and penmanship. He also gained a love for repairing book bindings in his teens as a result of his father regularly destroying the fairytale books he found hidden throughout the house, which Waite wasn't allowed to have.

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How Tutors Track and Assess Student Progress During Home Tuition: Insights from Krishna Home Tuition

Home tuition has become increasingly popular in recent years as students seek personalized learning experiences and individual attention. One crucial aspect of home tuition is tracking and assessing the progress of students. In this blog post, we will explore how tutors at Krishna home tuition in Chandigarh and Mohali employ effective strategies to monitor and evaluate the advancement of their students. By understanding the methods used by dedicated tutors, parents, and students can gain valuable insights into the learning process and ensure optimal academic growth.

Continuous Assessment and Evaluation: Krishna Home Tuition recognizes the significance of continuous assessment in monitoring student progress. Tutors implement various assessment techniques to gauge the understanding and learning outcomes of their students. Regular quizzes, tests, and assignments are administered to evaluate the student's comprehension of the subject matter and identify areas that require further attention. These assessments also help tutors understand each student's unique learning style and adapt their teaching methods accordingly.

Individualized Learning Plans: To ensure personalized attention, Krishna Home Tuition creates individualized learning plans for each student. Tutors assess the strengths and weaknesses of the students through initial diagnostic tests and discussions with parents and guardians. Based on this assessment, they develop a tailored plan that addresses specific learning needs. These plans outline the objectives, teaching strategies, and milestones to be achieved throughout the tuition period. By following these plans, tutors can monitor the progress of their students and make necessary adjustments as required.

Regular Feedback and Communication: Effective communication between tutors, students, and parents is vital for tracking progress during home tuition. Krishna Home Tuition encourages open dialogue and regular feedback to foster a collaborative learning environment. Tutors provide constructive feedback on students' performance, highlighting areas of improvement and acknowledging their achievements. They also engage in discussions with parents to gain insights into the student's learning experience at home and address any concerns promptly. This constant feedback loop enables tutors to make informed decisions about teaching strategies and monitor the student's growth more effectively.

Utilizing Technology and Resources: Krishna Home Tuition leverages technology and various educational resources to enhance the tracking and assessment process. Tutors incorporate interactive online platforms, educational apps, and multimedia tools into their teaching methodologies. These digital resources enable students to engage in self-paced learning and allow tutors to track their progress through performance analytics. Additionally, tutors utilize a wide range of textbooks, reference materials, and supplementary resources to reinforce concepts and provide comprehensive learning experiences.

Conclusion: Home tuition, such as the services offered by Krishna Home Tuition in Chandigarh and Mohali, provides a conducive environment for effective progress tracking and assessment. By implementing continuous assessment and evaluation, developing individualized learning plans, maintaining regular feedback channels, and utilizing technology and resources, tutors ensure that students receive personalized attention and achieve their academic goals. These strategies not only facilitate academic growth but also empower students with self-confidence and a love for learning. If you are seeking home tuition in Chandigarh and Mohali, Krishna Home Tuition is committed to nurturing your child's educational journey through careful monitoring and assessment of their progress.

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My Top 10 dark academia stageplays:

#10 Cleansed by Sarah Kane

This playwright is known for deconstructions of stageplays themselves. Kane's later works replaced characters with voices, or did away with settings, and became so avant-garde that they weren't shows anymore but experiences. While Cleansed still had something like a plot or characters, it's a surrealist story set at a university—according to the script—that nobody treats as a university because they're only trapped there by a serial-killer torturer man. It is gory, depending on the stage effects budget many audience members are prone to walk out, but if you can withstand the shows of violence then you might find that there is meaningfulness at every instance of it.

#9 Rope's End by Patrick Hamilton

The morality of murder as discussed by elitist post-grads. I think The Secret History fans would like this for the similar themes. There was a movie adaptation in 1948 directed by Alfred Hitchcock.

#8 The Children's Hour by Lillian Hellman

There is a movie version from 1961 that I consider "malicious compliance" to the Hays Code policy of bury-your-lesbians. The doomed-to-death character was not a bad person, and an intolerant society is worse off for having lost her.

#7 The Effect of Gamma Rays on Man-in-the-Moon Marigolds by Paul Zindel

Tilly Hunsdorfer has a science fair project to put together, but her home life continues a legacy of child abuse. I have not watched the 1972 film adaptation, but the internet has informed me of its existence.

#6 The Awakening of Spring by Frank Wedekind

Written in 1891, translated into English by Edward Bond in 1974, again by Ted Hughes in 1995, and translated/adapted by Anya Reiss in 2014. When young people aren't guided and educated about facts of life that are traditionally ignored or repressed, then their actions become destructive. There was a very popular Broadway musical adaptation and American Sign Language revival, but I'm trying to keep to listing stageplays that are not musicals.

#5 Proof by David Auburn

A father and daughter duo are mathematicians who figuratively walk a tightrope between genius and madness. There was a movie adaptation in 2005.

#4 Master Class by Terrence McNally

This might not technically be a musical, because the featured songs are selected from other operas that Callas starred in, so I'm including this on the list. A retired opera singer, the legendary Maria Callas, teaches a room full of opera singers. Each song they select to perform sets off a series of monologues from the impassioned Callas about her life, portraying wartime poverty through to the betrayal of torrid love affairs, and how her voice was a gift and a curse.

#3 Educating Rita by Willy Russell

This is much more on the academia side than the dark side, but I think people that liked Dead Poets Society 1989 for the themes will like this stageplay or it's 1983 movie adaptation.

#2 Arcadia by Tom Stoppard

In the year 1809, the honorable Septimus Hodge tutors a teenaged gentlewoman with a keen interest in mathematics and physics. In 1993, two historians and a mathematician stay at the estate and try to find out what happened there between 1809 and 1813: sword duels, extramarital affairs, secret letters, famous poets, and how the brilliant Thomasina died tragically young and unsung. They clash with regards to academic "office politics" and the importance of the humanities versus the sciences.

Honorable Mentions:

The History Boys by Alan Bennett

In terms of how this stageplay and the 2006 movie adaptation tackles social issues, it's technically better than Dead Poets Society on every count: directly confronting misogyny and racism in academia, and having canonically queer boys and men in a convoluted relationship triangle as they try to prepare for university entrance examinations. There is a death. The History Boys absolutely qualifies as the genre Dark Academia. At the same time, I cannot recommend it because the way one main thread of subplot was handled really bothered me.

Picasso at the Lapin Agile by Steve Martin

While this list got much less dark from Proof on downwards, this might also be less academic. Albert Einstein and Pablo Picasso meet at a café, the eponymous "Lapin Agile", and banter with the entire cast of characters about their life and philosophies. I found the entire play both funny and fun, and I really think it gets the neurons firing in sparkly ways.

Doubt: A Parable by John Patrick Shanley

At a Catholic school, a nun tries to prevent a priest from further interfering sexually with one of their students. The stageplay keeps the audience in doubt(!) about whether or not he did what he was accused of, as the story spirals into explorations of faith, race, sexual orientation, pragmatism versus principle, and whether what we're shown in our limited ways to witness can really be what it is. There was a movie adaptation in 2008 starring Meryl Streep.

#1

I don't actually know what to put here. Recommend a stageplay that you think belongs in this spot.

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Open Your Healthcare Career: Top Online CNA Training Programs You Can Start Today!

Unlock Your Healthcare Career: Top‍ online CNA Training Programs You Can Start Today!

⁣ ⁣ ​ ⁢ Are you ​looking to start a⁣ rewarding career in the healthcare field? Becoming⁣ a Certified Nursing Assistant (CNA) is an excellent​ choice! With a variety of online CNA training programs available, you can kickstart​ your journey without the hassles of commuting to a physical campus. This article will guide you through the best online CNA training ⁤programs and offer valuable insights into ⁤the benefits of pursuing this ⁣career.

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‍ ‌ ⁢ ⁣ ​ A Certified Nursing Assistant (CNA) plays a ​crucial role in the healthcare system, providing essential care‌ to patients and assisting nurses with various tasks.‌ CNAs‍ are often the primary caregivers for patients in⁤ hospitals,nursing homes,and‌ other healthcare facilities. Their responsibilities include:

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program‍ Name

Accreditation

Duration

Cost

Elite ‌CNA Training

ACCREDITED

4-6 weeks

$499

CNA aide

STATE APPROVED

6-8 weeks

$450

Train your CNA

COA APPROVED

8-10 weeks

$350

Healthcare Academy

NATIONALLY RECOGNIZED

10-12 weeks

$550

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⁤ ‍ ‌ ‍ Transitioning to online⁤ learning requires discipline ‍and organization. Here ​are practical tips to‍ help you succeed:

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Set‌ a consistent study schedule and stick to⁢ it.

Engage with⁢ instructors and classmates through forums and discussions.

Complete all assignments on time and prepare thoroughly for ⁢exams.

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‌ ​ John was working in retail but always had a passion for healthcare.He enrolled in an online CNA program after hearing about its⁤ flexibility.Not only did he complete the training in under ten weeks, but he also landed a ⁤job⁤ in a hospital ‌shortly after graduating. John’s story​ showcases that ‌it’s never ⁤too late to switch careers and make a positive impact.

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Meet the Heroes Behind the Grades: Best Home Tutors in Dehradun Revealed!

“Behind every successful student is not just hard work, but a mentor who lit the path.” In today’s fiercely competitive academic landscape, it’s no longer just about studying hard—it’s about studying smart. And in the beautiful city of Dehradun, that smart learning often begins with one priceless decision: choosing the right home tutor.

At Saraswati Tutorials, we don’t just teach—we transform. We introduce you to the unsung academic warriors, the ones who work tirelessly behind the scenes to build confident, capable, and curious learners. This is your chance to meet the heroes behind the grades—The Best Home Tutors in Dehradun!

Why Home Tutors Matter More Than Ever Today

Think back to the last time your child struggled with a concept. Maybe it was an algebra problem, a confusing physics law, or a biology diagram that just didn’t click. Now imagine if someone had sat beside them, explained it in a way they understood, and stayed until the spark of understanding lit up in their eyes.

That’s the everyday magic of a great home tutor.

In Dehradun, where schools are brimming with talent and competition, having a home tutor isn’t just helpful—it’s necessary. But not just any tutor. You need someone who brings not only subject expertise but empathy, strategy, and a genuine passion to see students thrive.

The Saraswati Tutorials Difference – Not Just Tuition, Real Mentorship

At Saraswati Tutorials, we’ve built our foundation on one belief: Every child is capable of excellence. All they need is the right teacher.

What sets our team apart as the Best Home Tutors in Dehradun?

Personalized Learning Plans – No two students are alike, so why should their tutoring be?

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Engaging Teaching Styles – Learning should never be boring. Our tutors use interactive methods that make even the hardest topics understandable.

We're not just here to boost marks. We're here to build students who love to learn.

What Makes a “Hero” Tutor?

Let’s break the stereotype. A hero isn’t someone with a cape—it’s someone who cares. Here’s what the Best Home Tutors in Dehradun at Saraswati Tutorials bring to your doorstep:

1. Patience and Positivity

Every student learns differently. Our tutors understand this deeply. They never rush, never judge, and always encourage.

2. Depth in Subject Knowledge

Whether it’s a tricky numerical or an NCERT explanation, our tutors simplify the toughest content with ease.

3. Consistency and Commitment

There are no “off” days. When your child needs help, we show up—every session, every topic, every doubt.

4. Real-Life Learning Connections

We connect textbook theories to real-life situations. Want to know why gravity matters? Ask our Physics tutor while dropping a pencil!

Real Results from Real Students

"Before joining Saraswati Tutorials, I used to get 60% in Science. After 6 months with my home tutor, I scored 91% in my board exams!" – Ritika Sharma, Class 10 Student

"My son had zero interest in Math. Now, he waits for his tutoring session each evening!" – Aarti Mehra, Parent

The proof isn’t just in the numbers—it’s in the confidence our students carry into their classrooms.

Dehradun Deserves the Best – And So Do You

Dehradun is known for its rich educational legacy, with top schools, coaching centers, and institutions all around. But personalized attention is still rare, especially in large classrooms. That’s where home tuition steps in—not as a luxury, but as a necessity.

By choosing Saraswati Tutorials, you’re not only getting access to the Best Home Tutors in Dehradun—you’re making a decision to give your child a custom-tailored learning experience.

And it happens right in the comfort of your home.

Why Home Tuition Works Wonders (Even More Than Coaching Centers)

Let’s be honest—coaching centers are often overcrowded. One teacher, 30 students, and very little interaction.

Now compare that to home tuition:

One-on-one focus

Lessons paced according to your child’s ability

Flexible timing

A calm, comfortable learning environment

It’s not just effective—it’s empowering.

Meet Some of Our Star Tutors at Saraswati Tutorials

Kavinder Rawat – Science Wizard A subject expert in Physics, Chemistry, and Biology, Kavinder sir is known for his unique ability to break down complex topics into bite-sized, easy-to-understand lessons. Students love his experiments, analogies, and passion for science.

Neha Verma – Math Magician Neha ma’am makes Math less about fear and more about fun. With her help, even struggling students start enjoying numbers.

Ravi Sharma – English & Social Science Pro Ravi sir’s sessions go beyond textbooks. He builds vocabulary, comprehension, and critical thinking—essential for both exams and life.

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Final Thoughts: Behind Every Grade Is a Guide

We live in a world where grades open doors, but confidence opens minds. The Best Home Tutors in Dehradun know how to unlock both. Whether your child is struggling, aiming for top ranks, or just needs a little extra push, Saraswati Tutorials is here to help.

Because we don’t just want your child to pass—we want them to shine.

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Get in touch with Saraswati Tutorials today and schedule a free consultation. Let’s discover the perfect tutor for your child—someone who doesn’t just teach, but inspires.

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Private Tuition for CBSE Students: Unlocking Academic Excellence with Vidya and Associates

In today’s fast-paced academic environment, students often struggle to keep up with the competitive demands of school education. This challenge is even more intense for students following the Central Board of Secondary Education (CBSE) curriculum, known for its structured yet rigorous syllabus. At Vidya and Associates, we understand these challenges and offer tailored private tuition for CBSE students to help them achieve academic excellence with confidence.

Why Choose Private Tuition for CBSE Students?

The CBSE board emphasizes both conceptual clarity and the application of knowledge. While schools play an essential role in introducing students to new concepts, they may not always provide the one-on-one attention needed by every student. That’s where private tuition for CBSE students becomes crucial.

Private tuition allows for personalized learning, enabling students to understand difficult topics at their own pace. Our tutors offer guidance that’s aligned with the CBSE syllabus and adapt teaching methods to suit the learning style of each student. This personalized approach bridges learning gaps and boosts students' confidence, leading to better performance in exams.

Key Benefits of Private Tuition for CBSE Students at Vidya and Associates

1. Personalized Learning Plans

Every student learns differently. Our expert tutors design customized lesson plans that address the individual strengths and weaknesses of each child. This personalized method ensures that no topic is rushed, and students are given enough time to fully understand each subject.

2. Experienced CBSE Tutors

Vidya and Associates takes pride in having a team of highly qualified and experienced tutors. Each tutor is thoroughly vetted and trained to handle the CBSE curriculum with precision. Whether your child needs help in Math, Science, English, or Social Studies, we have the right mentor ready to guide them.

3. Flexible Scheduling

We understand that CBSE students are often burdened with tight school schedules, assignments, and extracurricular activities. That’s why we offer flexible tuition timings, including evening and weekend classes, to ensure that learning does not interfere with other commitments.

4. Regular Assessments and Feedback

At Vidya and Associates, we believe in consistent improvement. Our tutors conduct regular assessments to track a student’s progress. Parents are kept in the loop with periodic feedback reports that outline their child’s academic growth and areas that need improvement.

5. Online and Offline Support

We offer both home tutoring in the Delhi NCR region and online tutoring across India and abroad. Our online platform is user-friendly and interactive, ensuring that even remote students can access the best private tuition for CBSE students from the comfort of their homes.

Subjects We Cover Under Private Tuition for CBSE Students

Our tuition services span across all major subjects included in the CBSE curriculum:

Mathematics: From basic arithmetic to advanced algebra and geometry.

Science: Covering Physics, Chemistry, and Biology with practical examples.

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Top 10 Benefits of Taking Quran Lessons Online for Busy Learners

Finding time for personal growth and spiritual learning can be challenging in today's fast-paced world. For many Muslims, learning the Quran is an important part of their life, but busy schedules often get in the way. That’s where Quran lessons online in the UK come in. These classes offer convenience, flexibility, and many other benefits that make them ideal for busy learners. Let’s explore the top benefits of taking Quran lessons online.

1. Learn Anytime, Anywhere

One of the biggest advantages of online Quran lessons is the ability to learn from anywhere worldwide. Whether at home, work, or travelling, you only need a device and an internet connection. This flexibility allows busy learners to fit Quran lessons into daily routines without disrupting other commitments.

2. Flexible Scheduling

Online Quran classes are designed to accommodate your schedule. Unlike traditional in-person classes with fixed timings, online lessons allow you to choose the best time. Whether you’re an early riser or prefer evening sessions, there’s always an option to fit your lifestyle.

3. Personalized Learning

Many online Quran platforms offer one-on-one lessons with experienced tutors. This personalized approach ensures that the teaching is tailored to your pace and level of understanding. Whether you’re a beginner or looking to master advanced Tajweed, your tutor can adjust the lessons to meet your needs.

4. Access to Qualified Teachers

Online Quran learning gives you access to highly qualified teachers worldwide. You’re not limited to local options, which means you can find a tutor specialising in your area of interest, whether Tajweed, Tafsir, or memorization (Hifz). Many platforms also allow you to choose a teacher who speaks your preferred language, making the learning process smoother.

5. Cost-Effective Option

Online Quran lessons are often more affordable than traditional in-person classes. You save on commuting costs and other expenses associated with attending a physical class. Many platforms also offer packages and discounts, making Quran education accessible to a wide range of learners.

6. Interactive and Engaging Tools

Modern online Quran platforms use interactive tools to make learning engaging and effective. These tools include video conferencing, digital whiteboards, and Quranic apps that help learners practice and review lessons. These features create an immersive learning experience that keeps students motivated.

7. Safe and Comfortable Learning Environment

For those who prefer learning in a private setting, online Quran lessons offer a safe and comfortable environment. You can study from the comfort of your own home without worrying about distractions or interruptions. This is especially beneficial for women and children who may feel more at ease in a familiar setting.

8. Learn at Your Own Pace

Online Quran lessons allow you to progress at your speed. If you need more time to understand a concept or memorize a verse, you can take it without feeling rushed. On the other hand, if you’re a fast learner, you can move ahead without waiting for others.

9. Ideal for All Ages

Online Quran lessons suit learners of all ages, from young children to adults. Many platforms offer specialized courses for kids, complete with fun and interactive methods to keep them engaged. Adults can benefit from focused lessons that align with their learning goals.

10. Consistency in Learning

With online lessons, you can maintain consistency in your Quran studies. Regular classes, even short, ensure steady progress over time. This is particularly important for those who memorize the Quran or improve their recitation skills.

Final Thoughts

Online Quran lessons are a game-changer for busy learners. They provide the flexibility, accessibility, and personalized attention needed to make Quran education a part of your daily life. Whether you want to deepen your understanding of the Quran, improve your recitation, or memorize verses,  Quran lessons online in the UK offer a practical and effective solution. Start your journey today and experience the benefits for yourself!