AN: Okay, okay, I'm officially the most impatient person in the world. I had a few chapters of 'saves' just in case I didn't have enough time while the story progresses, but I'm just gonna post it all. Nothing much happens in this chapter, either, but hopefully the next chapter will be a little crazier (a.k.a. more exciting, funny, fast).
Here goes nothing:
Lesson Number Two
Akari Asato had gotten seven questions wrong for her english quiz, and her teacher had given her a make-up assignment. She had to do this well. Now, had been kidding when she mentioned that Ryoma should teach her daughter English, but it didn't feel like a joke as Asato looked at her complete assignment in worry.
"Hey, Echizen," she started.
"Hmm," the disinterested freshman replied from under his hat.
"I'll let you go twenty minutes early if-" Ryoma looked up in sudden attentiveness- "if you, um, proofread my English assignment…?"
Ryoma snatched the paper from Akari's hands and started to read.
"First off, that's not how you spell 'weird'. And… your verb tenses are off there." He continued, looking mildly intelligent in Akari's eyes for the first time. As Ryoma went through the paper, pointing out dozens of mistakes, Akari grew nervous at the thought that she was about to turn that in without checking.
"And… That's it."
"Wow, thanks."
"Hmm."
Akari still thought her first analysis of the boy had been correct- namely, anti-social, snarky, and arrogant. Maybe not as dumb as she thought. Maybe not as, well, she wasn't sure.
The lesson went by as the previous one had. Ryoma had learned about as much as a freckle. But as he exited the classroom after the class, something caught Akari by surprise.
"Oh… Asato?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks." Echizen had said that, however small it had been. For what? Akari wondered.
Ryoma had to admit, Akari wasn't as annoying of a girl as his fangirls were. He was able to stick Akari. Plus, she did let him go twenty minutes early.