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(Y/n) stared blankly at him, getting annoyed at every word he said.

"You're quite a troublesome student. You start fights and turn to violence almost everywhere you go, one of my students has been extremely beaten up, and you seem to be the root of the problem. Do you care to explain yourself?

He asked her to speak after last class ended, but she didn't think that the teachers would have the fucking time to do this, and she certainly didn't.

She rolled her eyes at the teacher with an irritated look on her face. Her knuckles were bleeding and her body was tense and covered with cuts and bruises. "You're going to have to stay after school."

Fuck. This. Shit.

She crossed her arms, grabbed her bag and was ready to leave. "I don't have time for this shit." She muttered quite loudly, just enough for him to hear, but he was quick enough and took her by her wrist and pulled her back into the classroom and prevented from her leaving.

Mr. Mathers pinned her to the wall, both of his arms placed on the wall beside her. He stared at (Y/n), not taking a look away from her. She was surprised. Definitely. This just showed how tall he was compared to her. Was he doing this just to tease her, or perhaps something else? His tired and agitated eyes examined her face.

He moved closer to her, their faces just centimeters away from a kiss. Maybe it was just for a slip moment, but it felt like she was invincible, and free of everything around her except him. His shirt smelled like some sort of fragrance, just how she imagined. Her face got red and her heart fluttered. She felt some feeling in her stomach. Maybe it was the first time (Y/n) completely lived in the moment. All these feeling rushed to her, making her feel alive.

Mr. Mathers sighed. His voice was always so low and husky. "What will it take for you to change your behavior?"

"I'm, I'm sorry bu-ut I don't think this is ne-necessary," The girl stuttered, in an attempt to deny her feelings. "I don't th-think its right a-and, you-you're a teach-cher a-and."

Mr. Mathers pulled away and crossed his arms "I know, that's why I wouldn't do anything to you if you didn't want to."

Thankfully everyone had left long before they had this conversation, so it saved from even more embarrassment. (Y/n) couldn't imagine how humiliating it would have been for her classmates to see her flustered. This would completely ruin her 'tough' reputation. They would definitely bring this up all the fucking time, everywhere she would go.

"Maybe I-I want to..." The girl mumbled quietly. "I don't want you to treat me like a child."

"As long as you behave accordingly."

He gently leaned in, their foreheads touching. They both take shaky shallow breaths, never wanting to part. His soft lips brushed against hers, teasing her and leaving a short sensation. He kissed her and the world fell away. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rested below her ear, his thumb caressing her cheek as their breaths mingled. She ran her fingers down his spine, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them and she could feel the beating of his heart against her chest.

Now he knew her biggest weakness, and that was him.

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Sorry for not uploading. Had a hard time writing something and not making it shitty or cringy, but that's literally what I do all the time.  Hope you liked it.