My Kiyoko
Chapter 1: Mr. Asshat
Eren was just sitting in one of the chairs in the auditorium; not really paying much mind to the surrounding students. He couldn't believe half of these unintelligent human beings even made it to high school. They were so stupid, he felt ashamed that he had to be even grouped in the same category as them. And that would be: credit-needing-dumbasses.
He sighed heavily as he glanced over at the one brunette who made the most senseless comment; he really just wanted to bang his head into a door. But Eren didn't glare, he just stared intensely. Not that anyone was even paying attention to him, but it was just a safety precaution. Some sport players were in this group close by, and it would prove a great nuisance if he was caught giving anyone a dirty look. Not that he couldn't beat the shit out of them even if they tried, he just couldn't affordto be suspended when he was in dire need of credits. Besides, unneeded fights were not his thing.
The chestnut haired boy just cocked his head in the direction where no one seemed to be around. He couldn't stop thinking of what kind of tutor he would get. I really hope it's actually a person with a sense of communication who can ACTUALLY explain a problem to me.He thought with a bit of annoyance creeping into his now forming headache.
These people need to learn when to speak and when to shut the hell up,Eren groaned quietly.
His eyes caught the principal as he staggered across the stage and near the podium. Of course no one else noticed that he had made his presence, but it couldn't be helped. Morons would be morons until told otherwise. He watched the man curiously before he cleared his throat and spoke into the mic.
"Hello students, please take your seats," he started, "this should be a quick thing so studying can take place as quickly as possible." He smiled genuinely.
The other teens hastily took their seats and shut themselves up. Eren smirked. Who knew they could be so serious so rapidly.
"Thank you. Now, you know why you are all here, correct? It's because you slacked off somewhere in the last 3 years and need to make up credits in order to graduate. Some of you might only need 2, while others might need half of the needed credits. Regardless, it's important that we have as many students as possible graduate." He paused, then gestured his hand to indicate for someone to come hither.
Soon enough, other students came walking onto the stage in a single file line. The amount up there matched how many people were seated below. So there were about 50 in total; 25 on each side. Which was significantly a smaller group compared to most years.
"The 'interests' part of your application when signing up was taken into consideration when we were assigning tutors. But don't forget these honor students are paired with one of you also based on what you need to make up," He cleared his throat again, "And the slip you received is the same slip your tutor will have. So keep in mind, we will know if you switch the piece of paper." A sly grin creased his face.
"To no further delay; tutors, go meet your students for the rest of the semester." The principal took a step back from the microphone and supervised his senior students.
Eren stood up and reached in his buttpocket to get his slip. It read "AA." He thought it was unusual, but decided to shrug it off and go in search for his teacher. He held it so any person walking by could see it with no problem, and about five minutes later someone did should up with the same "AA" writing.
But a little taken back by his apathetic expression, he didn't say a word. His tutor had a weird looking haircut; the under part of his hair was shaved while the rest flowed casually. It was black and seemed well kept. Eren thought his height was pretty average and maybe a little too short, but this kid was even shorter. He smirked a little, feeling a little better that his height wouldn't be a problem in this. His stare was unnerving; his almost gray eye color didn't even help brighten up his facial expression.
Despite that, the brown haired boy cleared his throat and started to talk, "Hi, I'm Eren. It's a pleasure to finally meet my tutor." He grinned pleasantly. But it seemed like his words were ignored; the guy in front of him just stared coldly at him.
Sheesh, this guy seems…yeah…maybe he's just socially awkward?He tried to convince himself.
"Um are y—," He was cut off by the apathetic male.
"Call me Levi. I expect you to listen to what ever I have to say. I'm not very patient with dumbasses, so don't annoy me, got that?" He spat in a deep tone.
Eren didn't know how to respond, so he just nodded and gave an empty expression. Damn, for a little man he has deep ass voice.
"Then let us be off to the library," He stated before just casually walking past Eren and towards the door.
He was going to ask which one, but he didn't get the chance to. Even if he wanted to question it, he doubted he'd even obtain an answer. I don't think I really like this guy very much…
He soon found his answer as they made their way to the entrance of the library in the school. Not once did the honor student glance back; he seemed uninterested in Eren, which was alright with him. Levi is kind of an asshat, like, is this how a tutor is supposed to act? Maybe he's just having a bad day! That has to be it. I know I'm grumpy on terrible days, so yeah.He smiled faintly; thinking he had the right answer.
The brunette rushed ahead of his teacher and opened the door for him. And instead of a thank you, he got a, "Don't ever get the door for me, EVER," The black haired male growled in anger and proceeded in without another word.
Jaeger just stood there in woe. Until he realized how far ahead Levi was; he swiftly caught up so it would go unnoticed.
They sat secluded from every other pair. I hope he doesn't try to kill me here for getting the door for him. I never meant any harm. Ughh, this guy…He bit his lip in irritation.
"So let's see," the teacher took a folded piece of paper from his pocket and read it carefully with a pair of glasses he pulled put, "You are quite awful at English, aren't you?"
He tensed up in aggravation, "Yeah, I guess so," he replied nonchalantly.
Levi sighed in annoyance, "When having a session such as this one, please say 'yes sir,' or 'no sir.' Not 'yeah.' Got that?" He pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Yes sir," Eren replied almost immediately.
"Good. Well, it seems you failed your Freshman year & Sophomore year English class, and barely passed last year. You also failed your math class 10th & 11th grade as well as Science 9th & 10th grade and—" He paused, "How the hell do you fail Art? Ughhhh, you also need an extra elective credit, which would have to be either a computer class or," He paused again, "or take a weightlifting class. Those are the only two that are available this semester." He finally finished.
He thought about what class he'd rather take, and the obvious one would be weights, but somehow he couldn't speak. What is wrong with me?
"Well, what class? I have to turn this in after we are done here," He gave a dark glare.
"Ohhh, ummm, w-weightlifting," he stuttered. Why am I like this? I feel like he wants to choke me...
"Figured as much," he was writing something down on the same paper he was observing before. He then looked at his watch, "It's about three now, so we have an hour. But on most days we'll have more time, just not today." He explained firmly.
"And why is that, sir?" He shouldn't have asked that.
Levi clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes intensely at the boy seated across from him. "Is that any of your business?" He snapped.
Stunned he only said, "no sir, sorry." His teacher continued to glare until he sighed heavily and pulled learning materials from his bag.
And with that, the study session went into play. Eren took notes but never once asked questions of the fear that his tutor would snap at him again. He was only slightly fearful of him, but the main reason was that he didn't want to fight or possibly lose him as a tutor. Regardless of his asshole attitude, he was a decent teacher.
The hour flew by quickly and they packed up their things and started towards the door. Eren was the first one to head in that direction. He only prayed that everything from the moment he stood up to walk away to the point where he got his car would go smoothly; but not even to the door, Levi's voice was being projected. He froze in place.
"We'll meet here Monday through Friday, and weekends will only be available in the morning, got that?" The shorter male rushed right past him and out the door.
"Y-yes sir," he mumbled as he watched his tutor walk away hastily. He seemed to be heading toward the front office.
Eren then remembered Levi mentioned of turning in that paper. But the brown haired guy didn't honestly care too much; he strolled to his locker. While throwing his textbooks and notebooks into it rigorously, his thoughts of his teacher resurfaced on an annoyed level.
And this is the start of many more painful days of dealing with him…He rubbed his temples; trying to do away with his small headache. I'm really hoping he's just having one of those days, but deep inside I know he's ALWAYS like this. How come I've never seen this kid before? I thought I knew all the faces of the honor students…how did he go unnoticed? Weird.
After making his way to the entrance, he finally exited the school and headed over to his car, "Wonder where he went…" he murmured to himself.
"If you are referring to me, I am right here." Levi said with a bored expression.
He jumped, "Oh my gosh, I didn't even see you there." Eren was scared half to death by the random appearance.
The black haired boy grabbed the other male's collar and pulled him close to his face, "Was that a short joke?" He snarled.
A wide eyed Eren shook his head 'no' and was slowly released from the boy's tight grip, "Good," he huffed under his breath. Is this kid so shameless he doesn't even get discouraged by a misjudgment?
They both continued to stare each other down strongly, until a familiar ringing interrupted it. The brown haired boy quickly rushed to pick it up, "Hello? Oh, yea, yea, yea. I know. I am on my way right now. Ughhh, I know, I'll be there soon. Okay I'll stop by the store, yes. Bye." He hung up his cellular device and smiled at the shorter person in front of him.
"Well, I have to go. But I'll see you tomorrow." He faked a smile.
Levi just nodded uninterested as Eren skipped off into the distance.
This little shit….Levi thought before too heading off to his car.
**Kiyoko means "innocent child" in Japanese