《My New Life - [Aqours × fem!reader]》Chapter 3
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Reader's P.O.V
Uurrggghh.... Next day of school.
I stood out of my bed and did my routine. As i was done i took the bus to get to school.
I arrived and walked over to class. As the class has begun, i already was bored of listening to the teacher. Then i heard the speaker saying,
Everyone then began staring at me. What did i even do? I did nothing the past 2 days.
I stood up and walked over to the director's office. I didn't knew where it was so i began walking around until i finally found it.
I knocked on the door and heard a voice saying, I opened the door and saw a blonde hair girl sitting on the director's chair. Wait... Ohara-san?
She said giving me a cat-like smile. I asked.
She explained. I was really confused, but it doesn't care.
I asked then.
Mari stood up as she walked over to the door to lock it. I started to panick inside me. Why did she lock the door?! What does she want?!
I stuttered.
Mari's P.O.V
As i walked over to the door to lock it, i turned around to see (L/N)-sab frozen in place.
(Y/N) stuttered.
Aw.. she's cute when she stutters.
I moved forward to get close to (L/N)-san, but she backed away as i came closer. As our bodies touched eachother on my director's desk, my face slowly started to move closer to her.
As (Y/N) was about to say something the school bell rang.
I said and backed away. I gave her a peck on her cheek and waved goodbye as i exit the director's office.
She may be saved by the school bell. But next time i get that cutie.
I stood there leaning on the director's desk frozen. What the heck is wrong with her?!
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As i was in reality again. I stood up and made my way to the courtyard. As i sat on a emty bench, i heavenly sighed.
I luckely was saved by the bell... But why does she wanted me to the director's office?
School's finally ovet and i made my way to home. As i unlocked my door and got inside, i threw my school bag on the bag and threw myself on the couch. I was exhausted!
My mom asked.
I don't want to tell her what happened in school... Maybe i should lie to her.
I lied.
My mom said as she walked over to the kitchen.
I stood up and walked my way over to the table and took a seat. As my mom brought every meal, we said our thank you's and started to eat.
As i was done eating i walked upstairs to my room. I jumped right onto my bed, making the phone rang a bell. Who could've texted me?
I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and unlocked it to see who texted me. It was my big bro! Oh thank god heavens!
I should say, my big bro is always protective when it comes to bullies, he's smart and he's being nice to everyone. But when my big bro seperated to go to college, i felt nothing anymore... But now he's texting me!
Had i said that he sometimes is joking around?
Aaahhh!! I can't believe it that my big bro is going to visit me- i mean us!
I was so happy that i couldn't sleep for a while.
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