“I don’t have time, sorry. You’ll have to ask someone else.”
ꨄ︎ In which you finally work up the courage to ask the boy you have a crush on to tutor you.
ꨄ︎cont. student!megumi, student!reader, highschool au, crushing
ꨄ︎a/n: I've had this in my drafts for a while now but I just now decided to post it. Maybe that'll encourage me to continue it lol. We need some more cute high school love story fics.
This crush seemed irrational, senseless even. Megumi wasn’t very athletic, and he didn’t socialize with anyone. You hadn’t ever heard him speak with anyone in the first place, much less spoke to him yourself. He did well enough in school, but wasn’t the first in your class. Although he seemed tasteless and unoriginal, something about him seemed… different.
Your friends, Mina and Akari, knew of this crush. They giggled when you ditched them briefly to follow him during lunch time, because you were curious about what he enjoyed. You tried to get an idea of what he was interested in, but in his free time he usually tapped away single-handedly on his phone, or read a book whose name was always omitted. His quiet demeanor reeled you in, but you weren’t sure how to speak to him in the first place. Looking strange or weird to him wasn’t an option.
Today, lunch was served with cinnamon rolls, your favorite. You never skipped lunch when they served cinnamon rolls, and you noticed that Megumi also ate in the lunchroom when they did. Sometimes, you pondered giving him your cinnamon roll, but wondered if that may come off as strange. Mina’s words cut into your thoughts.
“So when will you actually speak to him instead of staring and sulking all day?” The girls snickered. “At this rate, you’re better off as his paparazzi than his girlfriend. What will you get out of stalking him?”
You groaned loudly, half in annoyance, half in frustration. “It’s not like I can just walk up to him-“
“Why not?” Akari chimed in. “I think you make this a lot more complicated than it needs to be.”
“He doesn’t speak to anyone for a reason. If I speak to him I’d need to have a good reason why, otherwise he’ll think I’m weird-“
Mina interrupted you with a loud groan. “Hearing you talk in circles makes my head hurt. A guy doesn’t need a reason for a pretty girl to talk to him. Just speak to him already. It’s in your head.” Akari nodded in agreement.
You shoveled a spoonful of rice in your mouth and chewed solemnly. You supposed they were right, and that this wouldnt get anywhere if you didn’t make any progress. What would your excuse to speak to him be? Maybe you could ask the teacher to put you together? But they would assume that you two would be unproductive and decline the request, making sure you didn’t sit together. Maybe you could follow him home and memorize his route, and then wait for him at a certain point, bumping into him and pretending like you go home that way every day? But the risk of him catching you follow him was too great. You sighed deeply.
“Girl, if you don’t do something about it,” she gestured over at the table beside them, where Megumi sat silently, “I will,” Mina muttered. Akari hummed in agreement, her mouth full of curry and rice.
You shook your head and stood up to head over to the garbage can, planning to throw away the wrapper for your straw and your still-unopened cinnamon roll. You felt two hands on your back and a sudden shift in your balance, sending you flying forward and arms flailing to retain your balance. You cursed as you found yourself right in front of Megumi’s table, and cursed again when he noticed you and removed his headphones from his ear.
Stunned, you stared dumbly with your lips parted, and could feel sweat forming all over your body. Did you put deodorant this morning? Did you brush your teeth? Please don’t make today the one day you forgot.
“Can I help you?” Megumi asked, in a tone that was not rude, but not quite friendly either.
Panic rose in your chest, and another wave of sweat came across your whole body. Don’t mess this up. Think of something quick.
“Hi.” You lifted your hand to give him a small wave. Megumi stared back, unimpressed. “I was just wondering if you could tutor me in math. I’m not doing as well as I should be, and I saw that you got a pretty good score on our last test. I’ll pay you and everything, of course.” You rubbed the back of your neck and started to fidget with the hair that was there. You looked back up at him, waiting for a response.
“I don’t have time, sorry. You’ll have to ask someone else.” He reached for his earbud to put it in his ear again, and you panicked again, not wanting to waste this chance to speak to him.
“It doesn’t have to be long. Maybe an hour? And I’m fine with any time or any where. I’m really good at English, so maybe we can trade notes? I can give you my cinnamon roll too.”
It was only after you had said the last word that you realized how desperate you must sound. You cringed, wondering if you should take back some of what you said or clarified something. But before you could say anything else, Megumi sighed. “Fine. Sure. I’ll take that cinnamon roll. I’m busy today, but we can start tomorrow, in the library. Bring all your English notes.”
You smiled, and tried not to smile too big because, well, you know. You nodded and handed him your cinnamon roll, turning around and walking away. Back to your seat. Mina and Akari were doing an awful job of pretending they weren’t listening, and they were shining with glee, squealing with excitement for you. You swatted at them, hushing the two of them with a big smile on your face.
“Okay ladies. Now you’ve got to help me prepare for my date tomorrow.”
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