She's trouble. Himuro Tatsuya thought as he aimlessly walk the hallways of Yosen.

She's too reckless. She's too stubborn. She's too foul mouthed. She's too childish. She's too confident. She's too smart. And  damn it she's too beautiful. And he can't get you out of his mind.

He clicked his tongue as he took a swift turn to his left and stopped abruptly when he spotted you.

"Y/N, you do know that we need your cooperation in this competition right?" The math teacher asked you sternly.

"I know, and I clearly remembered saying I am not interested in participating." You said in monotone.

"Tch, then what's the use of you being number one at school? You need to represent us." The teacher said with irritation lacing his voice.

"I don't fucking need to represent anyone. If you shitty heads want to be represented, go find someone who will fucking wants to be your puppet. I won't fucking-"

"Y/N." Himuro cut you off. "I'm sorry sensei, I'll talk to her instead." He smiled warmly at the teacher as he take your arm.

"Please do." The sensei said and glared at you, clearly not happy at the number of profanities that came out of your mouth that was directed at him.

The teacher left both of you there and you sighed. "Tatsuya, I was handling that just fine." You mumbled.

Himuro raised his visible eyebrow at you. "Just fine? Y/N, you were cursing in front of a teacher. If you weren't the school's number one in academics, he will gladly suspend you or worse expel you."

"But I don't wanna join that competition, and he keeps asking me to join." You huffed and tried to take your arm from his grip but failed.

"Y/N, this is not America, be more respectful. If you do not act accordingly here, you'll be in huge trouble." Himuro said sternly, and you can't help but roll your eyes at him.

"You're acting like my parents. And you are supposed to be my boyfriend." You looked away and glared at the wall beside you.

"I am your boyfriend. And I'm doing this because I care about you. I don't want you to be in trouble like you always are back in America." He said as he release your arm only to cup your face so you'll look at him.

"Fine, then do you want me to join the competition?" You asked while pouting your lips a little.

"I want you to do what you think is right, as long as its not troublesome, and it won't make you curse like earlier." He smiled at you and kissed the tip of your nose.

"Okay." You said meekly then hugged him.

Himuro sighed as he hugged you back. "Seriously, what will I ever do to you?"

You giggled. "Oh, Tatsuya, I can think of several things you can do to me."

Himuro stiffened at your words. Then you giggled again, enjoying the fact that only you can make the Himuro Tatsuya tense up like this.

"You really are trouble." He murmured as he bury his face to your hair.

Oh and Himuro can actually think of things to do to you  tonight.