Kenji, a struggling college student, decided to get tutoring from his classmate, Yuki, a top student famous for her strict discipline. He showed up at her tiny dorm room with nothing but a half-eaten snack and a desperate hope to pass his next exam.
Yuki, wearing her usual school uniform (because she believed discipline started with attire), tapped her pen against the textbook.
“Alright, Kenji. First, let’s review the basics of mathematics—”
But Kenji was already distracted. “Hey, Yuki, why do you have two glasses of orange juice? Are you expecting someone else?” he smirked.
Yuki sighed. “No, Kenji. One is for drinking. The other is for emergency use.”
Kenji’s eyes widened. “Emergency use?! Like… for throwing at someone?”
“Only if necessary,” Yuki deadpanned.
As Kenji nervously sat down, Yuki began the lesson. However, within five minutes, Kenji’s attention drifted, and he leaned closer. “You know, Yuki, you’re actually kinda cute when you’re all serious.”
Yuki stopped writing. The room went silent. She turned to him, eyes locked, leaning in as if about to whisper something important. Kenji gulped. His heart pounded.
Then, in a swift motion, Yuki grabbed the second glass of juice and— SPLASH!
Kenji sat there, drenched, mouth open in shock. “W-WHY?!”
Yuki adjusted her glasses and calmly said, “Emergency use. Now focus on your studies.”
And that’s how Kenji finally learned… never to mess with a top student.
The End.
