kusuke saiki x reader

ch1 another transfer

Y/n pov

Great a new school....I hate this. Both my parents abandoned me years ago and I've been going from foster home to foster home since i was 13. I got adopted by a nice Japanese family last summer, I've been adjusting to all of the changes. Honestly if they end up not wanting me either i think ill come back. Japan is actually really nice, better than where i lived in America.

Mom:hey sweetie, do you want to walk?
Y/n:yeah, thanks...
Dad:you dont have to call us mom and dad if you dont want to. It's ok.
Mom:yeah, i mean your 17 and I'm sure its hard for you. Take your time. Ok?

I headed to school, PK academy. It seemed like an ok enough school. When i looked at its website the first page was dedicated to a female student that everyone seems to love. She's not dead just...perfect. It looked like the entire faculty made a tribute to how lucky the school was to have kokomi teruhashi. As i walked to the school i saw people in the same green and black uniform as me. I accidentally met eyes with a boy with pink hair and pink ball hair clips. He stared at me with a slightly confused look on him. Suddenly a man in the same uniform with a strange hair cut and a very strange face tackled him yelling "buddy!"

I continued my day, the teachers showed me the class and asked me to wait outside class while they introduced me.

Y/n:I'm really sorry, do you think i could just sit down and we graze past me being new?
Teacher: um...may i ask why?
Y/n:...honestly i have terrible anxiety and i will have an anxiety attack up there. I dont really want people to see that.
Teacher:ok, well we will do a quick little stand as i call your name and move on. Did you want to pick your seat then?
Y/N:ill just take whatever is open.

She sat me closer to the front in an empty seat by the window. The classroom started to fill up with students and i dug my head into my tablet that i used to draw in. It was a birthday gift from my new parents. They felt bad that i couldnt bring my many sketchbooks with me so they got me this instead. It was really sweet of them and honestly i really am grateful. I do feel like they are the best parents I've ever had, and it was so kind of them to take in a teenager from a different country. It's extremely rare that happens...guess I'm lucky. Plus they are being so patient with me, I've had some parents hit me for not calling them mom or dad. But they had taught me how to speak, write, and be in japan without looking silly. They even are teaching me to cook Japanese foods. I love them...i do. My train of thought disappeared when i saw the boy from the morning sit next to me. He didnt look toward me but i could feel his confused look from this morning again. All i could think about however was, "should i print this or should i just show them it on here? Would they even like it? Of course they would...ill finish then decide." I was thinking about the drawing i did of my parents. I had seen a picture of when they first met on display when i moved in and after they bought me the tablet i started remaking it. It was almost finished and i wanted to give it to them for their anniversary this upcoming month.

Saiki:go away.
Kaido:come on saiki! Please!?
Nendo:the guy said no
Kaido:why not?
Saiki:cause i dont want to.

They continued. The one named kaido that had what looked like old bandages and a dirty messed up shirt begged the one called saiki to go to an abandoned cabin in the woods he had found. He said it could be their hide out to plan against the jet black wings? It was weird and confusing. The guy called nendo just kept making fun of kaido which was funny but not funny enough to visibly laugh about.

Mikoto:saiki! Hey what are you doing after school?
Saiki:going home.
Kaido:you said you were busy!
Saiki:i am. I'm going home.
Kuboyasu:hey ill come with you kaido. Ok?
Kaido:really, kuboyasu! I mean...are you sure you can handle it. I mean you dont know if the jet black wings might attack!