hellooo. May I request a teen!nanami x teen!f!reader? With the trope "he probably hates me x I love her so much" 🤭🤭
I think it fit nanami perfectly since he is such a introvert/ stoic person.
If u do this request thank u ❤️
This is my first official request so I'll make a series for you !
"He probably hates me" x "I love her so much "
(Teen!Nanami Kento x Teen!F!Reader )
Next: {The Bakery Incident}
Jujutsu High had many cruel punishments, but nothing ,nothing was worse than being assigned Nanami Kento as a study partner.
You weren’t bad at math per se, but it definitely wasn’t your strong suit. So when Yaga paired you up with Nanami, the smartest person in your class, you thought maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. Maybe he’d be patient. Maybe he’d be nice. Maybe just maybe he wouldn’t look at you like you were the most exhausting thing in existence.
Spoiler alert: He did.
"That’s wrong," Nanami said flatly, tapping his pencil against your worksheet. His tone wasn’t necessarily mean, but it sure felt mean coming from him.
You groaned, dramatically flopping onto the library table. "Okay, then help me fix it, oh great math genius."
Nanami exhaled slowly, like he was holding onto the last bit of patience he had. "It’s not about being a genius. It’s basic calculations. If you actually focused-"
"I am focusing!" you shot back.
He gave you a deadpan look, eyes flicking to your hands your fingers drumming against the table, your pen spinning in distracted circles.
You sighed, sitting up properly. "You hate this, don’t you?"
Nanami blinked. "What?"
"You hate this," you repeated, quieter this time. "Studying with me. Being here. You probably hate me too."
Nanami stiffened. His fingers twitched around his pen. For a moment, you thought he was about to confirm your worst fears.
But then
"That’s ridiculous," he muttered.
You frowned. "…Huh?"
"I don’t hate you," he said, a little too quickly. His gaze darted away, suddenly very interested in his notebook. "If anything, you’re just… distracting."
Your heart sank. "Distracting?"
Nanami sighed. "You fidget too much. You ask unnecessary questions. And you…" His voice lowered, almost reluctant. "You smile too much."
Your breath hitched. Oh.
You forced a chuckle. "Right. Got it. I’ll try to, y’know, tone it down or whatever."
"That’s not what I—"
"Let’s just finish this," you cut in, plastering on a grin. "So you don’t have to suffer longer than necessary."
Nanami’s jaw tightened. He wasn’t frustrated with you he was frustrated with himself. Because the truth was, you weren’t just distracting you were overwhelming. He liked your fidgeting, your questions, your damn smile that made his heart race at all the wrong moments.
But he was Nanami Kento, and he was terrible at this.
So instead of saying what he wanted to say, he simply sighed, flipping to a fresh page.
"…Let’s start over," he said, voice softer this time. "I’ll explain it better."
Thank u so much!
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