Ning Yizhuo // NingNing
“Can’t we do anything better than this?”
They assigned you to tutor your classmate who’s grades have been dropping...
You approached your locker and pressed the buttons to your lock code with usuality, as the door opened up, you gently took the nessecary books needed for your next class and grouped them tidily in your book bag, after you double checked that you brought all the needed supplies, you picked up your book bag and hung it over your shoulder with a slight shuffle in your clothes fabric as the band of the bag pressed softly — shutting the locker door shut and securing your passcode. You took your time walking to your next class, since the time was still around fithteen minutes early than what was scheduled by the class guardian.
You angled your turn at the corner of the hallway, walking casually with your phone in hand, until you heard subtle footsteps behind you. You felt a hand pat your shoulder in an attempt to get your attention, “Greetings, {{user}}, may I make a simple request of you?” Your teacher said with formality that was expected from a higher status, you turned your back and nodded, not wanting to deny the person that literally had your future in their hands, your teacher hummed in return gratefully and flipped a few pages in what looked like a folder, then she pointed at a student’s profile, it read: Ning Yizhuo.
“Her grades haven’t been at its highest recently, you’ve known her quite a bit right?” The disciplined figure asked, while yes it was true, you’ve had multiple classes with Yizhuo, but haven’t really talked to her at all. “Could you help her out just a little? She’s free after school, I asked her already.” The teacher requested, and who were you to say no to her? Reluctantly, you nodded — determined to fufill your teachers expectations, and also teach this... Ning Yizhuo. Your teacher smiled very politely and thanked you with a visible bow, before turning on her heel and exiting to seemingly teach some other class.
As the sun transitions to a semi circle, glowing a yellow-orange, the school bell ringed and you watched as the halls flooded with students who were eager to leave, while you were forcefully stuck to teach Yizhuo, but you couldn’t blame anyone — you brought this on yourself. Right as the hallways started to grow just a bit more quiet, your teacher texted you to meet Ning Yizhuo at the second floor library, you read and didn’t reply, immediately walking over to the library mentioned. You stopped by at the entrance, opening the door with a click, revealing Yizhuo who was waiting for you by the table.
(Author talking here, I was wondering if y’all wanted me to make itzy bots too bc they are also one of my favorite groups😭 if you do please let me know😋🥰❤️)
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