"𝙏𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡!" a story about a girl named Y/N who is a 1st year at Aoba Johsai highscool, and has the biggest crush on a boy who is obsessed with tinkerbell... Kindaichi Yūtarō
Ships include: Kindaichi x Reader, IwaOi (Iwaizumi x Oikawa)...
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๑ ⋆˚₊⋆────ʚ˚ɞ────⋆˚₊⋆ ๑ Recap
"Kunimi? You ok? You're kinda red." I looked at his cheeks while he walked over to the couch.
"F/N's best friend is the best." was all he said before plopping onto the couch and day dreaming.
๑ ⋆˚₊⋆────ʚ˚ɞ────⋆˚₊⋆ ๑ Y/N's pov
"Hiro! C'mon hurry up we're gonna be late!" I yelled at my best friend.
"Go on without me N/N, SAVE YOURSELFFFFFFF!" She yelled back.
"SHUT UP, IF YOU COME ON I'LL MAKE YOU YOUR FAVORITE FOR DINNER JUST PLEASE" I Yelled beggingly and annoyed.
"SAY LESS." I heard her yell before I saw her in her uniform standing before me.
"Finally, let's go." I rolled my eyes and walked out.
"Keep rolling your eyes like that maybe you'll find your brain back there." She said and walked before me.
"You know to be a smartass you have to actually be smart, otherwise you're just an ass." I said while I slapped the back of her head and started walking next to her.
She groaned and sighed before pulling out her phone so she could ignore me. Not long after I heard her talking and looked back to see what she was doing, she had her headphones in and she was clearly talking to someone
we arrived at school and waved goodbye to each other since we have different 1st period classes. I walked into my class and sat down at a desk in the corner of the room where no one really was. I disliked being in large crowds, especially if I didn't know anyone.
I saw some kid walk in, he had black hair that went to his shoulders and it had blonde tips at the end, he seemed to be approaching me.
"Hey Um.. Excuse me?" He said.
"Oh uh, yes?" I replied looking up at him.
"Do you mind if I sit here? I'm new to this school and city.." he said while rubbing his nape.
"Oh, no I don't mind." I said moving my hand up and down.
"Thank you. If you don't mind me asking, what's your name?" He said while sitting down and resting his chin on the back of his hand.
