Gin: Requested by Fubuki_SnowWarrior !~ Hope you like it~^^

(Nerd: for me I'd define the word nerd as someone who may seem like a walking dictionary/encyclopedia, a genius who could easily crack a secret code under time pressure and someone who is a virtuoso problem-solver... But take note. Not all nerds wear bottom-glass-thick glasses and act clumsily or become bully's targets. Some of them are hot and sexy af)

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(Your POV)

The fair-skinned male with light kind eyes slowly made his way towards you. He expertly ran a hand through his always icy light blue hair, leaving a few strands dangle down the edge of an eyebrow. It was so hard not to look away. As if a foreign entity was unwillingly making you glue your eyes on him.

Fubuki made his way towards you while wearing his most handsome smile that could make any girl's underwear fall. At least yours might. He may not be as handsome as some guys out there but his features are fair enough for him to belong under the school hearthrob category.

You stood there shocked with your books held close to your chest as the drop-dead gorgeous cool as ice soccer player walked in your direction.

Could it be? Was he looking at you? No, maybe not. Is he gonna talk to you? You prayed a billion times that he wouldn't lest you end up saying something embarrassing. Or rather, literally melt in front of him.

Fubuki was two feet away from you. You stood there still shocked, your face a blushing mess. Just as you expected him to talk to you, he walked right past you. And after that, he seemed like miles and miles away though he just stood barely a foot from you. You gave a sigh of relief when you realized that you had saved yourself from anticipated embarrassment. Yet you were having a major facepalm at the thought that Fubuki would actually talk to you.

You found the floor to be the most interesting spot at the moment. You tapped your foot and when you looked up who would be there right in front of you but the guy that your mind has been screaming, Fubuki Shirou, scaring the shit out of darkest corners of your mind at his sudden appearance.

"Wtf Fubuki! Don't scare me like that!" you blurted out as you took a step away. Your face blushed as his eyes stared right into yours.

"Don't curse, (L/n). It's bad for your health," Fubuki replied with a straight face.

"Then stop scaring the hell out of me so I don't say stuff like that!" you argued, flushing out into nothingness the fact that you actually felt embarrassed.

"Did you know that frequent cursing can lead to severe psychological conditions and behaviors including involuntary habitual emanation of the foulest vocabulary that can lead to dishonorable consequences which may comprise detention or worse... death?"

You blinked your eyes twice as you wiped a trickle of blood that dripped down your nose. "All I understood from what you said was 'worse' and 'death'."

"Speaking of consquences..." Fubuki shrugged his shoulders, ignoring your response. "Our class adviser has asked me to do something for you."

You sighed and stared at the ceiling. "Oh God... please don't tell me he was really serious about what he said after class."

"I'm not God. So I will tell you he was serious and that you and I got a schedule every Friday afternoon at the student council clubroom. See you, (L/n)."

You're doomed.

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Or maybe not...yet.

{time skip to Friday afternoon}

"(L/n) (F/n)," the teacher calmly said as soon as class was dismissed.

"Y-yes Sir?" you quietly approached the teacher as soon as your name was called.

"Your academic performance is gradually dropping. Do you have a problem?" the teacher says as he adjusts his glasses.

"Wh-what? N-no Sir. I'm fine," you said slightly worried since your parents are strict when it comes to your academics.

"Forgive me if I'm wrong but I'm kind of noticing that you're a bit distracted."

You dropped a sweat as an image of Fubuki popped in your head. Is he really that distracting that it makes you perform poorly in academics? This is bad.

"I suggest you have a tutoring session with one of the star students. I'll select one and I'll ask that student to approach you and tell you about your tutoring schedule."

"Try this one. Jane is 12 years old and she has a brother half her age. How old will Jane and her brother be after 18 years?" Fubuki pointed the tip of his pen at the short math problem that seemed like hundred times longer in your eyes.

This should be easy, you thought. But since Fubuki is your tutor, it wouldn't be as easy as you think. "Uhm, can we try another problem? I don't think I'm ready for this one yet..." you trailed off nervously.

"(Y/n)... This is the fifth problem you said you're not ready for. In fact this is the easiest one. Come on, give it a try."

You sighed and felt frustration overcome you. You don't feel like doing this anymore. You want to pick up your stuff and go home. "I'm tired, can we have a session some other time?"

"But we just started. If you like then we'll proceed to polynomials so it's easi---"

"No."

"Trigonometric Functions?"

"No."

"Graphs and scales?"

"No."

"We'll go to the next subject then. How about History?"

"What? No!"

"General Science?"

'No."

"Chemistry?"

"No."

"Do you like me?"

"No.......wait what!?"

"I said... Do you like me?" Fubuki repeated, his face showed no expression so you don't really know how to respond. He had downed the frustration he felt in tutoring you with all the No's that he decided to ask a different question.

"Jane is thirty and her brother is twenty-four..." you muttered.

Fubuki blinked. His eyes looked around as if staring at the awkward silence surrounding the two of you. "Your answer is correct. Thank you for your time," he finally said and stood up to leave the room.

You knew he was upset and that you have to do something quick so you grabbed his hand. "M-matte... Fubuki-kun!"

He hummed in response as he slightly turned his head.

"W-why did you ask... if... I like you?"

He hummed again and fully turned his body to look at you. "Well, I just want to have my hypothesis answered."

"What?"

"I know you like me, (Y/n). And I conclude that I like you too."

Your heart skipped a billion times (no, you'd probably be dead seriously let's make it once). Your heart skipped a beat at his confession that you didn't know how to respond.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" Fubuki asked.

"Yes... Yes I will.." you said with a smile.

"That means other than your tutoring sessions, you got date sessions with me. Got it?"

"Okay," you said before you felt a pair of lips peck your cheek.

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Gin: Done! Hope you like it Fubuki_SnowWarrior Have a great day.^^

(Other requests are under reconstruction. It's really hard if you're preoccupied with work and assigned in an area with bad internet connection. I don't even have time to go home. But thank you for your patience)