IdentityV - Oneshots

♠︎ Gently - Ganji x Reader

Just a heads up that this reader is Caucasian, and I'm confused because I'm not even white myself but I think it was angstier this way so my cavewoman brain said do it 🦧 I will make another with a darker toned skin reader, not quite specific as to keep it fairly open to all darker toned skin types, but it will definitely be more fluff. Thank you all for being patient with me.

"Like Naib?"

You questioned the nervous Doctor who nodded. "But worse..." She mumbled out, and you understood. You were both talking about your new peer, Ganji. Immediately did you all find out of his... antisocial-ness. On his arrival, Emma planned a spectacular welcoming party, but the second he walked in, he turned to Emily, asked where his room was, and left. You didn't see him the rest of the day unless he was queued for matches...

"That's not good Huh..."

"At least I'm friendly now!" Naib leaned in, stuffing his face with left over dinner. "You're about as friendly as a gang of young men holding bats and machetes could be." Emily mumbled jokingly, but he simply huffed and walked away. "Well, if we got Naib out of his shell I'm sure we can do the same for Ganji!" You beamed, and Emily smiled at your enthusiasm.

"Maybe since you're so eager, you could be the one to interact with him? For things like dinner? He doesn't dare eat with us all." She was weary when she said that but you smiled widely. "Don't worry! I'll befriend him sooner than you think!"
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"Never talk to me again."

SLAM

You gaped outside of the man's door. What? You were stuck in this stupid expression of giddy confusion. Did you say something? You literally just greeted him! "G-Ganji?" You barely whispered. Nothing, not even a breath. You hung your head and walked away from his door defeated.

How did you get Naib out of his shell? To be honest you think it was just time, but still, he wasn't as reserved as Ganji... "(Y/n)?" You looked up to see a gleeful Annie and quiet Melly. "Why do you look upset?" The monotone girl asked as they walked up to you.

"Ganji told me to never talk to him again." You moped, and Annie gave a sorrowful look. "I take it you weren't told." You gripped her shoulders which made her jump as she stepped back. "Wh-what!? I was left out of something?" Melly patted your hands off of Annie and waved you to walk away from the boys door. "He was kept by aristocrats, it's no shocker he slammed the door in your face." She said softly as you three walked the halls.

Your expression immediately dropped into despair and shock, before you cringed at your actions. "You're kidding." You placed your hands over your face in shame. If you had known that you truly would have approached him more subtly. Annie seemed to understand you as she twiddled her fingers together shyly. "D-don't feel bad (Y/n)- I ran up to him asking him about his bat and how to play without knowing, and he looked at me with such a perplexed face I got embarrassed. I probably didn't make a very good impression either."

She smiled wearily and looked to you, realizing her words only made you more distraught. "BUT-! I'm sure he will warm up to you eventually." You let out a sigh, your mind in shambles of how to befriend someone who didn't want to be befriended. "Relax (Y/n)." Melly said softly. "We're like one giant family, all of us. I think it would be hard not to warm up to the people you're living with."

She tried to cheer you up while being semi-realistic. "Alright..." You let go, and walked further from the man's door while looking back.
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"No Ganji..." Emily muttered as you both stood next to each other. You all had come down for dinner, but one seat was empty and everyone could make a pretty good guess to who's it was. "What should we do? He pretty much shunned me yesterday." You moped and Emily gave a pat to your back. "Don't loose hope maybe... maybe he just needs to feel more comfortable." She walked to the counter, grabbing the hot plate of food that was prepared for Ganji. "William?" She called, handing the plate to you gently and turning you around. William came trotting up in his usual happy demeanor with his finished dinner plate in hand. "Yeah?"