I'm making a spotify playlist for this ff haha, pls comment some songs you think fits the story :D
You can search up the playlist just by typing 'suspicious tutor' then clicking on the playlists category :>, my name on spotify is still 'Kei'

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No wrong turn of events was enough to keep (Y/n) from deciding not to attend their classes the next day, maybe. Jean Gunnhildr is in a different section but that didn't mean they plan to let her have it this year. It's all or nothing, because even if (Y/n) is going to have 99 problems a man won't be one.

"(Y/n)! You came!" Kokomi ran up to her best friend, hugging them.

"Of course I did. Thanks for coming over yesterday, I really needed that."

"After my encounter with that fiend yesterday I obviously had to go see if you're alright. And have you talked to Albedo yet?"

"Nh..." They rub their arm. "No... Not yet."

"Oh well. We'll probably see him later anyways. If not then we can always go to his building! Unless he didn't come to the uni today."

(Y/n) nods their head reluctantly. Now looking back to what happened with a clear head, they feel more upset at themselves for taking advantage of his feelings rather than how they cheated.

"Hello, best of friends!" Childe appears from behind them, placing a hand on each of their shoulders.

"I thought your bestie is just (Y/n)?"

"Huh?" (Y/n) looks at Kokomi, then Childe. Both of them brush his hand off their shoulders, dusting the area.

"What's better than one best friend? Two best friends!"

"Whatever you say, boy that lives on daddy's money." The girl roles her eyes.

"Oh seesh." (Y/n) reacts. The two actual best friends disperse and return to their seats leaving the burnt to crumble and perish before the rest of their class that didn't bat an eye.

A few minutes pass and their professor enters the room just a minute late.

"Good morning class. Ah, I see our star student is present today. Is everything alright with you (L/n)?"

"He called (y/n) star student!" Gasps and murmers come from the students, they'd take any opportunity to make malice out of something not remotely suggestive.

"Good morning prof. I was just down with a light fever, I'm doing much better today." They reply. The lie was one out of many prepared for possible interrogation.

"That's good to hear." Dainsleif scans the classroom, observing the students this morning. One thing he took note of was that for once, Itto wasn't making a fool out of himself and sat there quietly.

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(Y/n) had expected to run into Ayato some point that day, but only ended up seeing him after their final class had ended. He waited by the door till most of the students in their classroom have left.

Then it was just Itto, Yelan, Kokomi, (Y/n), and Xiao standing by the window staring at students from down below. Specifically this one yellow haired dude from the med school building. Rumors said Xiao was hopelessly in love with another.

"(Y/n), are you free for the rest of today?"

"A...yato." They quicken their pace with putting away their stuff and head out the classroom to see him, leaving Kokomi in disappointment.

Seeing him made them so happy they forgot the previous events they fear admitting to him.

"Want to come to my place?"

"Yeah! I mean uh, aren't we on a break?"

"We'll talk properly outside of the campus grounds." His hand grabs theirs, fingers intertwining. As they walked leaving the campus grounds he slowly rubs their hand with his thumb. "Did you miss me?"

"Are you trying to make fun of me right now or?"

"Ahaha..."

The two ended up in silence until they got to Ayato's car, a new one that he had custom designed abroad and shipped here. A flex no one asked him to show off.

"Ayato?"

"Yes sweetheart?"

"Sweetheart? So are we still on a break or not!?"

"No, no we're not on break anymore. It was a very stupid decision of me to make."

"Oh..."

"Were you going to tell me something?"

"Later, when we get to your place."

"You can call my place home if you'd like. After all it'll be yours one day."

"That's... Sweet." His sugary words began to make them feel more guilty. How they hoped he wouldn't say anything more for now.

"Do you see us as endgame, (Y/n)?"

"Endgame?"

"We'll get married, spend the rest of our lives together. I want that for us."

"Ayato are you alright? This is all pretty sudden, especially right after we haven't had communication at all in months."

"Right. Sorry."

Once they get to the Kamisato residence, the people there last time (Y/n) came by were thankfully gone. The image of menacing rich people in suits was carved into their brain, the feeling of getting stepped on by pure rich intimidation. Perhaps Childe could do the same if he acted like it.

"I'll order food. What would you like to eat?"

"Pizza. And takoyaki, and a frappe. Also some wine."

"I have plenty of wine here."

"Actually nevermind I don't want to get drunk again. Fuck."

Their boyfriend orders their request, not questioning the last statement because he already knew what they meant.

"So about what I was going to tell you." (Y/n) takes a deep breath. If he wouldn't forgive them, maybe he'd let them stay for the pizza, takoyaki, and frappe. And wine. Maybe.

"Yes? I'm all ears for you right now baby."

"I'll cry if you call me that right now." Tears were already beginning to form. "The other day, when you told me we're taking a break, I was so upset I went drinking with a friend and we did things."

"And whose the friend?" Ayato leaned closer, whispering in their ear. "Let me guess, it's Albedo?"

"I'm sorry. Really sorry. You're the one I love, and I have no excuse for cheating—"

"I'm not going to break up with you."

"Huh?"

"I would lose my mind if I had to let go of you. Even if you cheated a hundred times I'd be on my knees begging you to stay."

It was a funny thing, that (y/n) didn't know. Ayato knew very well himself how those words were utterly revolting to him when it came out of Thoma's mouth, yet he copied the same words. The feeling he could only understand now that he is in the chokehold of love.

"Ayato? I'm glad you're forgiving me but you shouldn't do that to yourself? I mean if hypothetically I did cheat a hundred times although I would never." They cup his cheeks with their hands, feeling his warm skin that grew hot by the second.

"(Y/n) I'm still the one you love right?"

"Yeah..."

"Then that's fine." He pulls them into a kiss, his temperature growing feverish. The mix of jealousy, passion, and wanting felt too unbearable for him. "It's the weekend tomorrow, want to stay here overnight?"

"I'd like that, I've missed you."

"So did I."

They continue their spicy make out session until distracted by Ayato's new phone ringing, the pizza just arriving.

Although Ayato himself had to admit to fucking his ex for a favor, he was just going to pretend it didn't happen. No intentions to bring it up, it was loveless after all. And he didn't want to risk them finding out what the favor was.