#the teacher bullied me out of the class
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wdym I'm too young to know if I'm gay but I'm old enough to pick the classes that will define at least the next two years of my life and most likely what I go to uni for?
#my dad heard im taking legal studies and assumed i want to be a lawyer#i want to be an author#i take standard english#clearly#there is something wrong with me#âoh i get to pick whatever i want?â DO NOT GIVE THAT CHOICE TO DUMB 15YR OLDS#i picked hospitality#the teacher bullied me out of the class#i picked religion#the teacher only talks about Christianity and is also slightly racist#i picked ancient history#i try my hardest in this class and only manage to score a 13 out of 50#i picked legal#i am a criminal#i picked italian#i am now begging for mental health help#the only class i do not somewhat regret picking is the mandatory english class#if i can pass this year i may become a relgious person#i dont think ill pass tho#i have to write like 20 essays#and speak in another language#i do not know said language
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that poll reminding me. not so secret feli lore i'm sure i've talked about this before. but one time in school a guy confessed his love to me as a joke (i knew it was a joke because he was part of a clique that Could Not Stand my autism swag) and he did it in front of my friends, with his friends watching from a distance, and the scenario was so absurd i started laughing at him.
Like full on fucking ojou-sama hand to my face laugh. For several minutes. It was the funniest shit to ever happen to me I just did not know how to react.
Obviously this embarrassed him and he went back to his friends. Idk how they reacted to this but over the next few weeks he would try to confess several more times. I would still laugh at him but then it got annoying. So I'd just start kicking him. Every single time he got near me and opened his mouth I would kick him in the shins. Guy was a football player but I still did it. If it came to a fight he could've kicked my ass easy i am a twig but my sheer ferocious moxie scared him.
One math teacher fucking hated this guy for being the "class clown" (read: calling everything gay and autistic as the height of comedy) so she sat us next to each other on purpose and actually gave me permission to kick him if he was being annoying.
This all came to a head on the day my best friend whom I'd had a secret crush on got rejected by HER crush, and she was crying. So to stop people from badgering her I made a distraction. I challenged my nemesis to a duel in the hallway in front of the chemistry rooms. The entire class could hear. Everybody focused on me over my crush trying to wipe her eyes around the corner.
I kept calling him a coward as he ran away from me (presumably out of fear, or because he knew that if he did fight me, he would win, but i would 100% kick him in the balls first). When the chemistry teacher arrived she made us apologize to each other and I no longer had permission to kick him publicly but the damage was done. I had a Reputation. I was Feared. I was the quiet nerd teacher's pet until anybody fucking looked at me wrong.
At the end of that school year, that entire clique decided to graduate early (which you can do, since minimum school attendance is 10yrs, and we were in 10th grade). So many students left and/or changed schools that the principal personally asked the rest of us if everything was okay. This was probably because they all had shit grades and wanted to go to an easier school, but I hated them and choose to believe my warfare efforts were also a cause for this.
#feli speaks#teacher's pet is an undefeated defensive position#i didnt suck up to teachers mind you. i just was quiet in class and did my work#and actually participated. i didnt do any extra shit i was just That Good In Class#and because the teachers KNEW i was good in class they let me do so much shit#i could draw or read or doze off. for two years i would wear headphones in class. and only one teacher stopped me.#because they knew. they Knew i was still listening#and of course because i was quiet and demure in class they would not believe i was being a shithead to bullies. so#yeah it was 100% a double standard and i received preferrential treatment because of my grades.#yeah i abused the shit out of it.#i just stopped doing homework bcuz i raised my hand so often that the teacher would Never surprise pick me for homework#they just trusted i did it and didnt check#and i was just that good at improvising shit#still am. lmao.
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i really have loved being in japan in general so far but most of my students are so fucking mean to me đđ like theyâre just so so sooo mean they parrot and mock me when i call someoneâs name and laugh when i talk in general and itâs like how am i supposed to curry their favor or gain their respect when they are openly making fun of me from the second i walk into their classroom for the first timeđ
#i think part of it is that 90% of the students are boys and theyâre all super jocks so they donât care abt english at all#also a lot of them are second semester seniors. and i was in their shoes not that long ago#which i understand. but like i wish they would at least be somewhat decent to međ#like i wld fully be willing to say okay fuck the worksheet fuck the grammar letâs just shoot the shit. but none of them want to speak to me#also the ones who know i know japanese just speak japanese to me so i just stare at them blankly#at least in the us there were limits to the shit we cld say abt teachers in class because everyone was speaking english#to be fair i really struggle w conversational jpn & slang so most of the time i rlly donât get the nuances#of what theyâre saying to each other. and i canât respond well at all. but i get the gist#its hard bc iâm new and also paired with new teachers for some classes so they donât respect any âauthority figureâ in the room#but like come on. donât bully me.#i think part of the problem is thereâs actually literally no consequences for anything. no detention or suspension or calls to parents#or getting benched for sports matches. which i think would actually get them to care#cuz there are things that technically i could try to do but thereâs no way to actually enforce anything#idk. thinking out loud. the classes that have been decent & engaged have been super fun for me and energizing#but the others are rlly tough like so tough.#okay sorry i know no one cares
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I'm so tired and I want to sleep but I can't because my brain has decided to remind me of every single bad thing to happen in my life ever
#(dont read the tags if you dont wanna see some examples)#realizing my granma is verbally abusive by her telling me ill die alone and unloved simply bc i didnt want to talk to her?#check!#almost losing my best friend to suicise?#being bullied in 2 out of three schools ive been to where the teachers did fuck all to help?#being overstimulated to the point of crying & neglected by a 'special needs class' that completely failed me in every aspect?#check!!#my special aids teacher (or wtv its called) telling me to go back to math class after a meeting with the school and my FUCKING THERAPIST#SPECIFICALLY ABOUT HOW STRESSFUL AND BAD FOR ME SEVERAL OF THE CLASSES ARE#PARTICULARLY MATH#i didnt even know she was supposed to aid me with anything!#i only ever saw her in a few classes#ya know#THE ONES SHE TEACHES#ugh#listen my life is hardly the worst#im fortunate in many aspects and im not gonna claim i have some big traumas or anything like that#but my life really sucks sometimes#even right now my life is almost completely stagnant#i havent been able to attend school for two fucking years and i quite literally only have consistent social interactions with my family#ya know. the people i live with. and who i see everyday.#my best friend of like fucking#7 years or something#ended our friendship months ago (amicably but still)#leaving my completely alone#ugh. sorry my heads a mess and im so so so tired. of everything. i just want to sleep and have my brain shut tf up#vent#personal
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bc I think it's very funny, here are some little bits of trivia that non french people do not have access to when they name their characters using french names :
there was a smear campaign against the names RĂ©mi and KĂ©vin in the early 2000's to the 2010's
both became adjectives more than names like if you said "un RĂ©mi" it meant a guy w no friends and when you said "un KĂ©vin" it meant an uncultured/stupid/annoying guy
it's less the case nowadays but nobody has forgotten about it
however, in the past couple years, a video has gone viral, redeeming all KĂ©vins' reputation since now it's all people think about when they hear the name (des paillettes dans ma vie KĂ©vin)
#there was at least one kévin in each and every single class#and rémi comes from rémi sans famille the cartoon#nowadays 'matteo' and 'timeo' have replaced kévin#there's always a matteo or a timeo who is making a mess in every single class#source : I work with kids#there are trends in the names we always hear the teacher yell#babbles blabbles#THIS IS VERY FUCKING FUNNY TO ME#I JUST FOUND OUT HOW DRAMATIC THE KEVIN SITUATION WAS#15 000 kids to 77 kids in a year holy SHIT#kids would get bullied SO HARD for being called rémi or kévin#children are absolutely ruthless
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Just saw a Tumblr post that reminded of one of the teachers I most hated in high school.Â
There was this one class. We were learning how to differentiate two grammatical concepts that are very similar in Portuguese. I was struggling with it, my friends were struggling, the whole class was struggling, because it was really hard, actually.
So, okay, at some point ---I donât remember why--- my teacher addresses me specifically. And she is pointing to the two sentences in the white board, telling me Sentence A is Concept 1, and Sentence B is Concept 2. Even as she is explaining this, I can tell very clearly that itâs the other way around. Itâs supposed to be A2 and B1. But again, this is material Iâm struggling with. I am deeply non-confrontational and I was feeling very awkward being put on the spot, so I just agreed with her, thinking I will figure this out later, in private.
Only she doesnât stop.
I agree with her. And agree with her. And she keeps repeating the explanation, to me, more forcefully. By that point I am just begging God for her to stop talking, and I donât know why sheâs being so forceful; I just said I got it, why wonât she stop explaining??
So finally she stops.
And she admits she was saying baloney. It is meant to be A2 and B1. She was lying to my face to try to get me to disagree with her, because I was too timid, and she wanted to teach me to speak up.
I would have thrown the woman out the window if we had any.
#I hated that woman so much.#I don't know what she thought she was gonna achieve by making me so unconfortable in front of the whole class#and moreover; what is she doing playing therapist to me#when she has a class of thirty kids all struggling to absorb the content!!!#TEACH US THE PROPER CONTENT#IT IS HARD ENOUGH WITHOUT PSYCHOLOGICAL GAMES#and it IS true. I AM too timid. I am bad at confrontation and I was way worse in high school.#but also. like. she was my fucking teacher.#it's fucking rich she wants to bully me into not being bullied.#you know the ONE time I DID talk back at a teacher#in that same school#because I was going through a raging PMS storm#I got sent out of class.#so sure bitch. a teacher is ABSOLUTELY the most PERFECT person to help me get over my fear of confrontation.#for fuck's sake.
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im either about to kill my dance teacher or kill myself
#told my friend if our teacher says any fucking thing about how MY existing with adhd is distracting to HER then im just#going to walk out of class because i can't handle this anymore#i hate my teacher now and she's made me hate dance class and just hate dancing in general#and it feels really shitty when your biggest passion dies out because of one person#and it's ironic because i got really burnt out of dance and it was worsening my mental health in middle school#because i was being bullied by another student to the point where i got panic attacks just thinking of going to class#now im burnt out of dance and it's worsening my mental health to the point of panic attacks just thinking about going to class#because of my teacher#not to mention how she's (in the last months especially) made me extremely insecure and self conscious about my weight and#my appearance and whatnot to the point where i dont even dance around at home anymore#and im just. fucking sick of living like this!!!!#my recital is next month but even then im going to be working at my studio next year so im not gonna be free of this!#the amount of therapy sessions that have been spent just talking about issues i have from and at dance is insane#anyway. i have to go back for class tomorrow LOL#yriesodottumblrdotcom
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tyty!! the server seems fun i need to chat there now that im finished midterms! im alright, just been planning for my birthday, how about you? also good luck with finals! they sound rough :[
Your birthday?? When is it ? Also it's nice you finished midterms :) I still have uni applications to go through after the finals and honestly both things are just as stressful skdhsk
#90% of the schools I'm applying to are different versions of english studies...#there's also one psychology school and one art school but i kinda gave up on art as a job#i like art but making it my job would ruin all the fun of it i think... that's what happened with my art classes last year at least#at least after my finals i'll be allowed to skip my english classes (the teacher is really. awful)#(like. 'bullied my friend out of her class for having too many panic attacks during lessons' awful)#(and now since my friend stopped attending her classes she's putting it all on other students)#(so when i have to go to her class i get. unbelievably stressed.)#(last time she dropped her pencil in front of me and when she went to pick it up my heart started being so fast i had to go home)#sunny#fairyl0ck#i want to draw something for your birthday if it's not too soon sldhsk you tell me !!
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You know how do teachers get away with so much like. Blatant bullying? I was just thinking about my middle school experience and realizing that if another student wouldâve behaved towards me as the teachers did, they wouldâve been called to the principals office and punished.
#schooling#teachers#I remember I was absent due to allergy rhitinus chronic fatigue (my living situation was unhealthy for how allergic I am to everything)#(and how asthmatic I am)#and my 8th grade world geo teacher talked shit about me the entire class period#and I only found out because my friends were like hey bro I hate to ruin your day but like. hereâs footage of this teacher#basically telling the class what an incompetent piece of shit you are and talking about your grades#Walt talks#I did end up reporting that teacher because not only did she bully me but she also used to single out my disabled and very out gay friend#a LOT#to be a shithead to him#and she did get written up but she faced no penalty which is fucked but yeah ?#thatâs just one of many many situations where either I got hurt or I witnessed a peer being hurt and I donât understand#how they basically abuse these kids and get away with it
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being an ed major is crazy because one class will be like "let's read middle school books and play scattergories!" and then the other class is like "Here. Is. Where. You. Learn. Lesson. Plan. Pay. Attention. Or. Die."
#like please why am i reading vygotsky at the same time as a kids graphic novel about lesbianism#i know why#okay#before other educators come at me#i fully understand why#its actually so important that we play scattergories#other kids in my class dont get it#But I Do.#also. at least for my cohort. why are all these ed majors bullies and assholes who think caring isn't cool#like they were straight up making fun of a fellow classmate in a class gc. THAT HE IS IN.#how the fuck are u expecting to teach the youth with that attitude#if u aren't a being of whimsy and passion and committment i fear you will NOT survive teaching#and that is simply common sense#i fear there will be many washouts in my cohort#im so confused by why most of them are in that room#i think maybe a lot of them just don't have experience teaching so they haven't had that 'aha!' moment and the spark lit yet#but im just saying#if i met most of these kids in other class and they told me they wanted to be a middle school teacher#id side eye the fuck out of them#i could complain for days about these people
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iâm staying up late and turning my alarm off to try and make sure i canât show up to school tomorrow because i legitimately cannot take it anymore
#vari posting#i lowk snapped in first period today and if anything it made everything harder to deal with#i keep lashing out#because everyone there hates me#but every time i tell someone else about it they think iâm just being paranoid#i canât keep going in chat#itâs gonna stay bad no matter what#but if i go to school it just gets worse#tomorrowâs full of discussions anyways i wouldnât gain anything but more hatred thrown my way#i just want to be done already#i canât take another day let alone however many years i need to stay in school#but everyone is fucking blind#either that or they donât care#probably the latter#if they cared they wouldnât keep me in these classes#they would give me accommodations#they wouldnât fucking threaten me#but of course itâs illegal for me to be happy#no teacher has ever tried to hear me out or listen#EVER#no student has ever made me feel like i can speak my mind#even my best friends are bullies by association#because âoh yeah he beat you up in the seventh grade and left your back damaged but heâs hot so idcâ#just let me fucking exist without torturing me#i am so fucking done#iâm tired of this shit#i wanna drop out and drown myself in the lake#or something
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watching carrie with my mom has just had us going down memory lane of how shit my teachers were when i was in elementary/middle schoolâŠ
#the special ed teacher didnât even want to deal with me or listen to my moms concerns about me being neurodivergent because she didnât like#my mom or me because my mom talked to the principal about her husband (the pe teacher) bullying me#and also her husband thought i was faking breaking bones to get out of his class#i was 8#30/40 year old teachers really will have grudges and bully 8 year olds#like bro get a hobby#rey actually speaks
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Me in highschool: Iâll never want to repeat this
Me as an adult: i donât ever want to repeat that⊠but I do miss seeing my friends everyday and my grandma being alive
#emma posts#I also enjoyed learning from teachers who were interesting but the structure of everything was horrible#I in no way peaked in highschool. but I do miss the people#except the people who bullied me#that was only about friends and family#âyou can still get into contact with themâ 1 they are busy 2 Iâm a coward and 3 i donât have Ouijaboard#not that i would need that last one for everyone#but i would need it for more than one person#my last two years of highschool i made friends and got more class choices and i would never want to go back omfg#but it was probably the least terrible years of school since third grade maybe#I dropped out of college for health reasons#I hated highschool but for the last two years I finally felt less alone#and then everything kept working against us keeping frequent or any contact#it was like a hollow spot inside me was filled for a brief moment#and now itâs coming back#but the pain of my experience in nearly every other way would not be worth it#also I was very cringe
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#last rant for tonight i promise#honestly the biggest sign that i got fucked up as a kid by adults was that#i only felt safe talking to my stuffed animals when i was upset about something#bc i knew that only they were going to respect my emotions#like i didn't felt safe talking to adults about things like that#can you imagine being in the first grade and getting bullied by your teacher#or your family laughing over what made you upset#and making fun of you when you opened up#my mother failed me when at age 7#i told her that i was hearing ghosts and she told me that i have a vivid imagination#and also when she told me to just try harder when i told her that i can't pay attention in class#i was showing obvious signs of distress#i tried telling them#idk what that has to do with the previous rants but it felt good taking it out of my chest
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ÖŽ â± â àŁȘ ITS NOT HEALTHY FOR ME TO FELL THIS!
âá° mean bully!megumi x reader
bully!megumi who started picking at you for no reason, you didnât know what you did wrong or what you had said. At first he did it for fun just to pick on you but then he started seeing the faces you would make when he would slap your ass,small or big, he loved the sound it would make as you slightly jump up.
bully!megumi who tried to flirt with you while you put your books away in your locker but you kindly told him you had to go. You were just super uncomfortable and wanted to go to class already, honestly.
bully!megumi who noticed that and slapped you against the locker, hands against them as he traps you. You try and see if anyone will help but they just avoid him, knowing who his dad was and just knowing he would treat them same way he was treating you. They knew you were getting bullied but didnât report it.
bully!megumi who brushes his hand against your upper thighs during classes as you slap it away when the teacher asks whatâs going on, calling you pet names behind your ear, teasing you by taking away something you were just randomly holding, he would put it over your head watching you jump and down, and reached to grab it, the visible height difference between you two causing troubles. You take it away from him, seeing your clothed breasts bounce, feeling his pants suddenly tighten.
bully!megumi who would drag you to any empty classroom and lift your uniform skirt up and pulling down your panties, slapping your ass as it turns a darker shade of red by the minute. He would have you laid down and on his lap, sometimes rubbing his thumb to your clit, feeling your squirm under him as you try and get off, just making things worse.
bully!megumi who threatens you and blackmails you with clips of you having him deep in your mouth, gagging sounds as the background coming from the video, swiping to the left, the next clip showing you bouncing on his cock at the deanâs office. He had a whole album of you two and just for personal reasons. You look back at him with doe eyes, tears slipping out of you.
bully!megumi who gaslights you, âI donât want to have to show the dean but if you report me, Iâll have to, sweetheart..â he coos while holding on your hips as you sit on his lap as he rocks your hips making you rub against his bulge as you cry into his shoulder. You just nod, hugging him tight by his torsoâ mascara being ruined and smearing on his dress shirt.
bully!megumi who hates seeing you talk to other guys that arenât him. He would take that anger out on you the next time you would meet up again, you being so confused why he was so mad all of a sudden when just yesterday he was praising you, telling you how good you were to him.
bully!megumi who likes to go raw all the time, never having a condom in hand. He didnât have sex with other girls anymore since he was always with you now. He would invite you over to his house, you never really having a choice either way. When you would ask him, âCan we use a condom, please? I donât wanna end up pregnant, megumi.â You whine as you roll your eyes back gripping onto the bed sheets.
bully!megumi who would be mad at your response, slapping your pussy then grabbing you by the back of your hair with the other hand, humiliating you by having his phone on the nightstand as the video records every second. Of course he wouldnât post it or show it to anyone, he liked having the power of knowing he was the only one that made you feel good, the only one who saw you for what you really were, a slut.
bully!megumi who likes to have you in missionary half of the time because he loved watching you pant, losing your breath as he would ram himself inside youâ ignoring your pleads.
bully!megumi who makes you swallow all his cum after you suck him off, if one drop fell down your mouth he would make you get on your knees again, shoving his cock back in your mouth and ramming your head back and fourth to create fiction on his cock.
bully!megumi who eventually stops going so hard on you, leaving you alone and no longer picking on you but later later realizing how much you loved getting treated like a rag doll. You would pull him into the staff bathroom going into a stall and lifting up your skirt, hinting him to put his cock inside you.
âFuck me, âgumiâŠcouldnât stop think about you all last period.â You pout your lips as you look back at him having a big grin spread across his face. âThought you didnât like when I would fuck you?â He teases, pulling down his zipper, briefs joining them.
#euaphora#megumi x reader#megumi fushiguro#megumi fushiguro smut#megumi smut#jjk smut#jjk megumi#jujutsu kaisen megumi#meh#megumi fluff#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu toji#jjk toji#toji smut#toji fushiguro#megumi imagine#jujutsu megumi#geto smut#jjk gojo#gojo saturo#smut#jujutsu nanami#jujustsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu sukuna#kento x reader#gojo smut#gojo x reader#gojou satoru x reader#gojo saturo smut#geto x reader
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its time for single dad!kuna and his albino kiddo, uraume x elementary teacher!y/n
OMGGG THAT SOUNDS SO COMFORTING AND SWEET đđ Okay I had to write this! I hope you like it!
Single Dad!Sukuna x Reader (female). Fluff. 800 words. Divider @/chilumitos
When you start your job at the new school, everyone warns you about a certain pink-haired, tattooed dad.
"Oh you have Uraume in your class? Well, good luck then."
"Why?"
"Oh, it's not the child that is the problem. It's the dad!"
Your coworkers tell you about this huge, grumpy man who always barks out orders and complains left and right the whole time because he thinks his child isn't getting treated correctly.
When you first meet Sukuna, you really are intimidated by him. He is tall and muscular, almost filling out the whole doorway and towering over you. A very attractive man, but scary with those tattoos that tell you he must lead a life in crime or at least must have been involved in something like that at some point. He sneers at you while his eyes sparkle threateningly,
"A new teacher, huh? I sure hope you will do a better job than the ones before you. I won't accept any carelessness when it comes to looking after my child!"
Sukuna's voice is harsh, and his gaze is full of anger. But you listen patiently to him and realize that this is just a man who is worried about his child. A child who doesn't really have any friends and is sick all the time and gets bullied for it.
You can understand Sukuna. Can understand the helpless anger you see in those maroon eyes. Like a tiger who is ready to kill for his cub but doesn't know how to handle the everyday tragedy of his child being an outcast in school.
You smile warmly at him and tell him in a soft voice,
"I understand that, Mr Itadori. You are worried about Uraume. I promise you that I will have a close eye on them. I won't look away when someone bullies them. Uraume is a lovely child and amazing the way they are. I will do my best to guide them on their way to becoming a confident and happy person. Thank you for coming to me with your worries."
And you see this big, bad, angry man falter and blink at you in confusion because, apparently, none of the other teachers ever reacted the way you did. But he catches himself after a moment and tells you he will watch you closely before he leaves without a farewell.
You keep your word and look after Uraume, praising the child for the exercises they excel in and sitting the whole class down to discuss with them that it's not okay to make fun of others for the way they look, etc. Teaching them that everyone is different and that this is okay. You even assign group projects, where you pair Uraume up with some kids who you know are sweet and won't be cruel to them.
Three weeks later, you walk out of the school in the afternoon when all the kids have already left, jumping when a low voice speaks up next to you. Sukuna is leaning against the wall of the building, smirking at you, maroon eyes wandering curiously over you,
"I came to thank you, Miss. Uraume told me about how much fun they are having at school now and that they even found two little friends. They told me you are the best teacher in the world."
You break out into a big smile, eyes filled with happiness,
"I am so happy to hear that! Uraume is doing so well! I am so proud of them and so happy that they enjoy coming to school now!"
And Sukuna pushes himself off the wall, taking a step closer to you. So tall and broad, but he doesn't seem all that intimidating anymore. There's a little smile tugging at his lips, and his intelligent eyes are warm when he tells you in a low, velvety voice,
"All the other teachers ignored my complaints or refused to talk to me anymore and sent me to the principal, who was just as incompetent. You are the first one who took my words into account and let actions follow. I thought this school was a hellhole, but you changed my mind."
You chuckle softly, feeling a bit flustered at the intense gaze out of those beautiful maroon eyes and the praise coming from this attractive man.
"Thank you, Mr Itadori. I am glad."
"Sukuna."
"Hm?"
"Call me Sukuna, please. It will sound nicer if you call me by my first name while we have coffee together."
And with that, his grin grows broader, and he jerks his tattooed chin toward the little café down the road, making your heart flutter excitedly as you smile back at him and nod softly,
"Yes, that sounds really nice, Sukuna."
#sukuna x reader#sukuna fluff#sukuna x you#sukuna#ryomen sukuna#sukuna x y/n#jjk x reader#jjk x you#jjk fluff#jjk x y/n
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