You had recently moved to Japan and started to attend school there, as a foreigner you had no idea what to expect to from your new life here. The students excitement of your arrival was short lived. The second you came inside the classroom the whole class froze. You stood out as a delinquent here with your piercings and dyed hair. The people looked and judged You feeling intimidated and never getting to close to you either. You did not know how difficult the culture shock would be and feel regret moving to japan. That is until one day a classmate named Karen Chitoge pulls you aside at the yard, she bends down handing you her phone. Finding the whole act cute you grab her phone and insert your LINE Id, afterwards she walks away with her face completely flushed. You feel good as of what just happened but in the corner of your eye you notice some guy from your class is staring at you. He seems to be the principals kid he is always flaunting his power over others . He and his friends walk up to you and say "Hey bastard who who gave you permission to talk my girl" You ignore the jealous douche and walk away not wanting to cause a scene. It only fuels his anger. He looks to his people and says "hold him down ima beat his ass" Pissed off at hearing those words you turn around and face him, getting into a defense stance, accepting his challenge. You ended up pummeling him pretty good. His friends had fled during the fight after they saw, that they could not beat you. You see a teacher running to break up the fight but it is already over. You get escorted by the teacher to the principal 's office he sits you down then goes inside to explain to the principal that you beat a student up. you can go in now the teacher says before leaving. You open the door and find the Venom queen herself Principal Kaede on the other side. Her face immediately becomes serious and even annoyed when she looks at you. She says to you "Sit down and explain to me why did u fight my son"
So I sat down slowly and explained everything to her from the beginning to the end and continued, "That's about what happened."Before slowly turning to look at him
*The Venom Queen listens carefully, her expression growing more furious by the second as you finish explaining what happened. She takes off her glasses and scrutinizes your face with her sharp reddish eyes before finally speaking in a cold tone. "I see...So, letting my son's friends go without punishment was not part of the deal?" she says mockingly."No Ma'am"
Her gaze hardens even more, "In that case...You leave me with no choice." She leans forward, resting her elbows on the desk as she steeples her fingers together. "I'm offering you two options." Her voice lowers to a dangerous whisper. "The first is school suspension for three days, during which you will have to stay at home and think about your actions. The second option...is my personal recovery program for misbehaving students. It's designed to help you improve your behavior and grades under my close supervision." She pauses, her eyes narrowing even further. "Which do you choose?"
So I, who was already familiar with these things, replied, "I'll choose option 2."Before slowly sighing and saying, "So what do you want me to do?"
The principal's expression softens slightly at your choice, but she doesn't let her guard down completely. "Very well," she says coolly. "In that case, you must sign this contract agreeing to participate in the recovery program and abide by its rules. Afterwards, we can begin." She slides a document across the desk toward you.
The principal's name is Misako Kaede, but everyone calls her "the Venom Queen" due to her serious and unforgiving nature. Despite being quite beautiful with a curvaceous build and slim body, she has always been resistant to compliments since her husband left for work every day with only words of praise for his loving wife. She expected him to shower her with the same adoration in return. Yet he never did, leaving them both unhappy and unfulfilled. Now that there is a man who actually desires her, she cannot help
So I slowly signed the document and said, "Okay, what do you want me to do next? Do you want me to mow the lawn, clean the bathrooms, sweep the litter box, and be a janitor?"Before looking at her face
The Venom Queen raises an eyebrow at your snide remark but decides not to dwell on it. "Your duties will be simple," she says with a cold smile. "You must report to my office twice a week, on Tuesdays and Thursdays, for counseling sessions. I will also conduct random check-ins whenever I feel it is necessary." Her expression hardens once more. "And remember, failure to comply with any of these rules may result in immediate expulsion from this school. Do you understand?"
She leans back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest as she studies you carefully. Her huge melons press tightly against the fabric of her purple business suit, making it difficult for you to concentrate on anything else besides how she looks right now.
So I slowly nodded and said, "I understand."Before slowly getting up and walking back to the classroom and sitting down slowly and sighing softly.And I said to myself, "What bad karma! I ended up meeting these guys!"Before slowly bending down to write in the diary
The principal, still seated behind her desk, watches you as you leave the room and head back to class. Her eyes narrow slightly as she wonders what kind of person could be so easily distracted by her appearance, even in such a formal setting. It's an odd thought, but one that won't keep her up at night... not like some other things.
The principal frowns slightly at the thought that this foreign student would have such a distracting effect on her. She brushes it off, however, focusing instead on the duties that she now has towards him. She's not about to let herself be swayed by some mere boy. No matter how attractive he may seem...
In the evening, I came into her director's office and sat down next to her, handed her the report documents and said, "I have done everything according to the documents you provided."Before you look at her
The Venom Queen takes the documents from your hand and quickly glances through them. Her expression softens slightly as she notices that you have indeed followed her instructions to the letter. "Very well," she says finally, "I appreciate your diligence." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Just remember that I'm watching you closely... If there is any sign of backsliding, it will be dealt with swiftly and harshly."
Then I wondered about the wound around her neck and said, "What happened to your neck? Why is it bruised like that?"
The Venom Queen raised an eyebrow at the question. "Oh, this?" she said casually, reaching up to touch the bruise around her neck with a slightly embarrassed smile on her face. "It's nothing important... just a slight injury from something that happened earlier today." She waved it off dismissively before leaning forward again, eyeing you carefully. "Your grades are coming along nicely, but remember our agreement; I expect improvement across all areas."
Her gaze hardens slightly as she says this, reminding you not to forget why you're here in the first place: to earn her approval and trust.
So I slowly said, "You have family problems, Mosako."Before slowly taking out some medicine from his bag and saying, "Come, let me help you apply some medicine."
The principal's expression immediately softens at the mention of her personal name by you and she turns her head slightly to the side, looking at you with surprise in her eyes. She had always been wary of people getting too close to her, but something about your manner makes it hard for her to maintain that distance. "Why...t-thank you," she stammers, the words almost foreign to her tongue.
She hesitates before accepting the medicine and slowly unscrews the cap, preparing to apply some of the ointment to her bruised skin. "A-are you sure you want to do this? I don't want to owe you anything..." she trails off uncertainly.
So I made a puzzled face and shrugged, saying, "It's normal for people to help each other."Before handing her the cotton and slowly getting up, he said, "If there's nothing else, I'll be going back first."
"I-I see... Thank you again," she says quietly, still a bit shocked by your display of kindness. As you leave her office, she watches you go with a mixture of gratitude and confusion in her eyes. It's not every day that someone is willing to help her out, especially since she can be quite stern and demanding at times. She wonders what your motives could be... but for now, she chooses to focus on the task at hand: helping you become a better student under her guidance.
The next day, I went to school as usual and studied as usual.And during lunch break, I saw her sitting alone in the room, so I walked over and said, "Aren't you going to eat lunch?"Before handing her another lunchbox and saying, "Here, I'll give you this."
"Thank you..." she says, taking the lunchbox with an embarrassed smile. "I-I didn't expect this... You really don't have to go out of your way for me." She hesitates before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper. "To be honest, I never thought anyone would care enough about my wellbeing... let alone offer their help like this..." Her eyes search yours for any hint of ulterior motive, but all she sees is genuine kindness. This foreigner... he's unlike anyone she's ever met before.
So I slowly sat down on the chair and said, "In my country, having dinner with teachers is a good thing and great. Everyone always helps each other."Before continuing to eat, he said, "You eat it yourself, or it will get cold."
The principal listens to your words carefully, taking in the customs and values of your country. A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she listens. This foreigner... he is different from anyone she's ever met before. His kindness and openness are both refreshing and disarming. For a moment, she wonders if perhaps he can help her in other ways too; ways that she never thought possible.
Her cheeks flush slightly as she realizes what she's thinking. This is not the time or place for such thoughts. Focusing once more on her duties as an educator, she clears her throat and says briskly, "Very well, let us return to our discussions about your academic progress."
She hesitates for a moment before asking cautiously, "And... you wouldn't mind if I joined you for lunch today, would you?" It'
So I said, "Of course, no problem. I like to sit and eat lunch with the adults anyway."Before getting up and saying, "See you at noon then," before slowly walking out of the room.
The Venom Queen stares after you, unable to hide her surprise at your offer once more. It's almost as if you can read her mind; you know exactly what she needs right now, and you're offering it without hesitation. She clears her throat, still a bit unsure of herself before turning back to her desk and getting ready for the rest of the day.
As lunchtime approaches, she makes sure that her appearance is perfect; her hair is styled neatly into its usual severe bun with only a few stray strands framing her face, her makeup is impeccable, and her clothes are as sharp and professional-looking as ever. Satisfied that she looks every bit the disciplinarian she's supposed to be, she walks over to where you're sitting and takes a seat across from you at your lunch table.
For the rest of lunchtime, they
So I slowly handed her the bowl of miso soup and said, "It was almost finished, so I saved it for you."Before slowly bending down and continuing to eat.
The Venom Queen accepts the bowl with a nod of thanks before bringing it up to her lips and taking a sip. The warmth spreads through her as she savors the taste, enjoying the familiar flavor even more now that she knows someone was thinking of her. She glances over at you as you eat your own lunch, noticing how well-mannered you are despite your delinquent appearance. It's strange...this feeling she has inside. Perhaps it's because of your genuine kindness or maybe just the novelty of having someone pay attention to her in this way, but whatever it is, she finds herself relishing it.
She decides not to push her luck any further and instead focuses on their discussion about schoolwork. As they talk, she takes note of how receptive you are to her advice and guidance. You're more attentive than the other students she's worked with in the
After lunch, I got up and walked her to her director's office before I looked around and made sure no one was there.So I slowly followed her into the director's office and slowly sat down on the sofa.
The Venom Queen hesitates for a moment before sitting down across from you on the sofa, carefully maintaining her professional demeanor. She doesn't quite know what to make of these strange feelings that have been bubbling up inside her since meeting you. Part of her wants to push you away and get back to their normal student-teacher relationship while another part longs for...more. She bites her bottom lip, trying not to dwell on those thoughts as she prepares to resume their discussion about your progress in school.
"So," she starts, clearing her throat delicately, "how have things been going for you lately? Are there any areas where you feel like I can help further?" Her voice is cool and detached, but there's an undeniable curiosity beneath the surface that betrays her true emotions.
She leans forward slightly, resting her elbows on her kne
So I slowly said, "No, I don't. I feel that living like this is more comfortable than being in trouble."Before slowly lying down on the sofa and continuing, "Actually, at my old school, during lunch break, we would usually go to the teacher's office to nap."
The Venom Queen raises an eyebrow at your statement, unsure how to react. On one hand, it's refreshing that you feel comfortable enough with her to share such a personal detail; on the other, she can't help but feel slightly annoyed by the idea of students slacking off during their break time. But perhaps this is just another aspect of your culture that she hasn't yet had the chance to experience fully as an educator in Japan.
She nods slowly, taking a moment to gather her thoughts before speaking again. "I see... Well, regardless, I want you to know that I am here for you if you need any help or guidance with your studies or personal life." Her expression softens slightly as she meets your gaze. "We can continue discussing things during our counseling sessions if you like."
So I smiled and said, "Of course, if you have any problems in life or if you have no one to talk to, you can tell me. I am always ready to listen to your advice." Before smiling at her.
The principal blushes slightly at your offer before composing herself once more. "Thank you... That means a lot," she says sincerely. There's an awkward silence between them for a moment as they both struggle with their feelings, neither one quite sure how to proceed any further. Finally, she clears her throat and says briskly, "Well then, I should be getting back to my office." With that, she stands up gracefully, smooths out her skirt, and turns towards the door.
Before opening it though, she pauses and glances back at you over her shoulder. Her expression is unreadable as she hesitates for a moment before saying softly, "I'll see you on Thursday for our next counseling session." And with that, she leaves the room without another word.
So I slowly stood up and smiled before following her and said, "Of course I can't wait."Before smiling at her and walking back towards the classroom, he waved at her.
Her expression softens slightly as she watches you leave the room, and for a moment she's tempted to call you back. But she knows that such feelings are dangerous; they could cloud her judgment as an educator, compromise her position of authority. With a sharp intake of breath, she reminds herself why he is here in the first place: to improve his grades and behavior, not become yet another distraction in her life.
With that thought firmly in mind, she turns away from the door and heads back to her office. Once there, she takes a moment to steady her breath before settling down at her desk. It's going to be a long day...
The principal's thoughts drift back to the conversation they had just shared. It was strange; she found herself enjoying his company more than she should have. A part of her longed for him to be less of a challenge, more... compliant. But that wouldn't do either; it would defeat the purpose of having him in her personalized recovery program.
She sighs heavily, trying to focus on something - anything else. There's still paperwork to attend to, after all. As she begins going through stacks of documents and correspondence, she can't help but steal occasional glances at the door through which Tamaki had disappeared, wondering what he was doing now...and if he was thinking about her as well.
Then I slowly walked into her room and said, "This class is so boring, I asked the teacher to help me organize my documents. It's much more fun."Before walking behind her and saying, "I've done these documents before."
"Hmph," the principal grunts as she doesn't look up from her work. "Then why don't you go find something else to occupy your time? Perhaps you could help me with some paperwork." She glances at the stack of documents on her desk, knowing full well that they are far less exciting than organizing Tamaki's personal effects. But perhaps this will serve as a humbling experience for him; make him realize that he can't always have his way in life.
Her heart skips a beat as she feels his presence behind her; the warmth of his body sending shivers down her spine. She fights the urge to lean back into him, wanting desperately to know what it would feel like to be held by someone... anyone. But no, this is not the time nor the place for such thoughts. Instead, she continues sorting through the papers with renewed determination, sil