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SO FAR, EVERYTHING SEEMED NORMAL; no casualties have occurred, and Yachi thinks her first day in Karasuno will be uneventful. The sky is blue, the sun is shining brightly, and the flowers are thriving and swaying delicately in the fresh air.

Everything looked to be in its proper place; everything appeared to be ordinary and dandy, just the way she liked it.

But that was before she met him.

The regal, heart-stoping beauty of a teen with desolate yet transfixing (e/c) eyes, pillowy soft (h/c) hair, and a tall stature. Never had she thought that someone would look so good wearing a school ​uniform, but she stands corrected.

'Uwah~! A, a bishōnen!!'

Yachi realized at that point that her high school years in Karasuno would be unlike any other.

And she has no idea whether this is a good or bad thing. Her jumbled mind could only think of one thing:

'H,he's going to be the cause of a lot of heartbreaks, won't he?'

Because someone with (M/ Name)'s good looks would inevitably cause a shitstorm among Karasuno's male and female students, a cocktail of disaster and singing hearts.

Heck, even Yachi is swayed by his good looks! When her honey-brown eyes first fell on him, her heart raced and her hands became clammy and sweaty, as if her eyes had been pulled to him like a magnet.

'Eek! Stop, stop! With someone like him, he's going to have a huge fanbase with many fangirls going crazy over him. If I even talk to him, I would surely be mauled by his fangirls and boys!!'

Yachi shook her head erratically, her body convulsing just thinking about the students' mean and heartburning gazes.

'Ok, c, calm down, Yachi! Let's just find your class and go. It'll be embarrassing if I walk into a classroom and everyone stares at me for being late!' That thought alone was enough to motivate Yachi to stride to her class, which is in class 1-5.

She walked briskly, both arms hugging her bag rigidly to her body, gulping every few seconds as she feverishly scanned her surroundings, as if expecting something to happen.

Her hysteric-driven mind orchestrated fleeting eyes on her body, watching her every move, making her feel like prey in the eyes of predators. Her paranoia gripped her senses like a vice, and she didn't realize that, amazingly enough, her feet carried her to her class.

She stood behind the doors that led her to her classroom, spaced-out. Thinking of various "what ifs" that she inadvertently stayed rooted in her spot. That is, until she was jolted out of her tumultuous thoughts by a pat on the shoulder.

She yelled and turned around quickly, only to wish she hadn't.

It was none other than (M/Name), who looked as bored as ever.

"Y, you?!" Yachi quickly slapped her hands over her loose mouth, 'Why, why did I say that?! Oh no, oh no, oh no! I didn't mean to say that out loud! He's going to kill me!!' Internally, she shrieked, sweat raining down her face like bullets.

'This is it. I'm going to die at the hands of his fans and himself! I haven't even started my first day of school yet and I already goofed it up!' 

"Um..."

"Eek!!!" Yachi screamed, her eyes slammed closed as she braced herself for her imminent doom.