I Fell In Love With A Gal - (Lisa Imai × male reader)

Prologue: Family Background

[Reposting this cause I deleted the story, no changes were made. I was just dumb to delete the story all together.]

[Gyaru (ギャル) is a Japanese transliteration of the English slang word 'gal' ("girl") used to define a fashion subculture in Japan.]

(Y/n POV)

*RING*

The noise of the alarm clock woke me up as I pressed it to turn it off...

Y/n: I hate Mondays...

I said as I sleepily fixed my bed and walked downstairs.

Mom: You're awake now, Y/n! I thought you'll oversleep again.

Y/n: I slept early last night...

I said as I walked to the dining room and sat down ans started eating breakfast.

Dad: How's school?

Y/n: I hate it. It's very stressful.

Dad: That's always your answer, maybe if you managed your time better you could take off a bit of hardship from you shoulders.

Mom: Now, now. Don't pressure him like that. All students encounter hardships in school, I'd lie if I said school was easy.

Y/n: See, dad? Mom understands!

Mom: Your father was also top of the class back then, just like you.

Dad: Yes, you're the top of your class, Y/n. Even me, I was also the smartest in class. But, never did I complain about studies.

Mom: Your father's high school life was so boring until he fell in love with me~

I looked at my dad and saw him blush, I guess mom knows the secret weapon to truly break his walls of him being serious and stern all the time.

Dad: Y/n, your mom was my total opposite back then... Your mom was a gal after all.

I choked on my breakfast and looked at my mom with surprise.

Y/n: Mom?! Is it true?!

Mom: I'd lie if I said no! Yes, I was a gal back then. I always wore the trends back then. I make boys fall in love with me. My grades were the least of my priority. So yes me and your dad are polar opposites. Your dad can't even get someone to dance with on prom night.

Damn, dad got burned.

Dad: Hey! I didn't get someone to dance with cause I didn't want to.

Mom: Oh, really? During prom night, I invited you and you accepted it immediately.

~Few minutes later~

I got done with breakfast, I brushed my teeth, wore my uniform, and went to school. The journey to school was pretty bland, I got to school fairly quick and immediately went to the classroom. As I went inside, I saw Lisa... Someone I can consider as a gal. I never really liked the idea of some girls being a gal. It just doesn't suit me and me knowing my mom was once a gal... Just made me more confused.

Lisa: Hello, Y/n-kun!

I looked at her and... She's smiling... Like always.

Y/n: Good morning, Imai-san.

She walked closer to me and gave me a pouch with something inside of it.

Y/n: What's this?

Lisa: Cookies! I hope you like them. I made everyone here some cookies.

I opened the pouch and took a cookie... And this was hella good.

Y/n: Woah, it tastes nice!

Lisa: I'm glad you liked them!

I closed the pouch and went to my seat. I'm saving these cookies for later.

~Timeskip brought to you by Y/n listening to class~

Class ended as I packed up my stuff and went out of school. As I was walking home, I saw Imai-san and Minato-san.

Lisa: Y/n-kun! Your home is this way too? This is the first time we saw each other here.

Y/n: Ahh yeah, it is the first time. Hello too, Minato-san.

Yukina: Good afternoon, Y/n-san.

Lisa: Y/n-kun, I actually wanted to gave you these earlier.

She said as she handed me another pouch of cookies.

Y/n: Th- thanks...

Lisa: No problem! Oh, this is actually where we'd split ways. Bye!

Yukina: Goodbye...

Y/n: Su- sure... See you tomorrow.

I then went straight home. I opened the door and...

Y/n: I'm home!

Mom: Welcome ho- Oh, what's that on your hand?

Y/n: Cookies.

Mom: Did your girlfriend give them?

Y/n: I do not have a girlfriend! Besides, this was given by my classmate.

Mom: Who?

Y/n: Lisa Imai.

Mom: She's a girl, right? Maybe she has feelings for you~

Y/n: Whatever. I'm going to my room now.

I went upstairs, to my room, lied down on my bed and stared at the ceiling... I was recalling the events with Lisa this day...

Y/n: Maybe they aren't that bad after all...