Over Time ~Ranboo x reader~

~15~

Y/n POV (like always):

"And, on April 23rd, 1616, Shakespeare died at the age of 52," Mx. Dawson said to conclude the lesson. I looked around the classroom and saw that almost everyone was half asleep. I couldn't blame them, this class was really boring. "Students!" Mx. Dawson called out to get everyone's attention. "I'm not going to assign you any homework so if the principal asks if I gave you any, just say yes." They looked around the classroom for a split second. "Alright, class is over. Go home or whatever."

I started to walk out of the classroom when Sam came running up to me. "Oh, hey Sam." He waved then pulled out his notebook and started writing something.

Wanna go get coffee at the cafe down the street?

"Maybe later. I was going to go watch Mark's volleyball game. Want to come?" I asked. He hesitated for a moment then nodded. I opened the door to the gym and sat down on the bleachers. The only other people there were the volleyball team and the coach. "Alright people! We can't lose to Timber Creek High for the 3rd year in a row," the coach said to the team. "Alright, Ashton I want you in the back. And Mark I need you to- Mark? When did you get back? Where have you been?" Mark shrugged. "Just got back today. It's been a crazy few months."

The team started to practice while I watched Sam doodle into his notebook. "Hey, what are you drawing?" I whispered to him. He wrote, "not sure. drawing lines to see what it'll turn out as." I looked at the drawing. It was starting to look like a face. I looked back at the team practicing. Was I forgetting something? I felt like I forgot something. Then I remembered. "Hey Sam?" He looked up at me from his notebook. "Why do you act like you don't like Mark?"

He looked down at his notebook and started to write something. I waited for a bit and just watched Mark pass the ball to the other players. He looked up at me and waved. I was about to wave back when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned my head and Sam handed me his notebook.

a lot of people here know he has a lot of subs and followers. he was my friend and started to act like he was better than me. no one really cared about his channel but he let it all get to his head and said he was too cool for me. not sure why he pretends not to remember it. it wasn't that long ago.

Well, this is going to be fun to explain. "Um.. maybe he doesn't remember? He didn't really act like that when I met him." He raised an eyebrow then underlined a sentence.

it wasn't that long ago.

I know his memory is a bit bad but still.

I shrugged. "How about we just go get something to drink down the street?" We both stood up and left the gym.

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A few hours later, I opened the door to the house and saw Mark sitting on the couch. "So, where did you and your new boyfriend go?" The song by Wilbur Soot came into my head.

Your new boyfriend's an-

"Y/n?" Mark said snapping me out of my thoughts. "You're smiling. Did you guys do.. something?" I realized what he meant. "Ew no! Sam is g-" He interrupted me. "Then what did you do, Y/n?" I walked over and sat down on the couch next to him. "Nothing much. We got some drinks at the café and went to the park for a bit. We also hung out by the beach at the pier. Why do you want to know?" He leaned back into the couch. "Just wondering. I'm going to go start a stream. I'll see you in an hour or two." He stood up and walked to his room.

"Weird," I muttered. I walked to my room and opened Mark's stream on my computer. "Eyyyy Ranboo!" I heard Tommy yell. "How's it going? Have you got a partner?" Mark chuckled and said "No, I don't have a partner. What about you?" Tommy scoffed. "I don't need a girlfriend. I have many girls after me already. You sound sad, are you good?" Tommy paused for a second. "IS IT A CRUSH? ARE YOU HAVING CRUSH PROBLEMS?" I think that caught Mark off guard because he started talking nonsense. "Tommy, no no. Tommy, no, it's not a crush. Even if it was a crush it would never be-" he stopped. "Ohh.. so it is a crush?" Tommy said. Mark left the call before Tommy could say anything else.

"CHAT. NO." Mark started to say. "There is no crush. Tommy is just being weird. Just ignore it, chat. Lets play the game." Tommy's character came up to him on the smp and started to hit him when a donation came in.

LilyNotFound donated $5!
Oooo I remember Y/n! IS IT Y/N?!!?!?!?!?

Ranboo was slain by TommyInnit.
<TommyInnit> I'm watching your stream
<TommyInnit> I saw you pause at the donation
<TommyInnit> I know it's a crush you can't hide it from me
<TommyInnit> I am the one who knows ALL.
TommyInnit left the game.

"Oh my gosh chat.. it's not a crush," Mark said.

TommyInnit joined the game.
<TommyInnit> yes it is.
TommyInnit left the game.

"TOMMY I SWEAR I'LL-" he paused then sighed. "Fine, it's a crush. But I am NOT saying their name." I held back a laugh. What if it was Avery? I stopped smiling. Avery. "Are you blind y/n? He clearly likes you." I remembered what she said.

Oh, shoot.

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