The Blue-Haired Goddess | Saki Kawasaki × M!Reader

8| More Time With The Goddess

Currently speeding through the mostly empty halls of Sobu was Y/N Shiozaki. He ran to each and every classroom, opening them up and checking inside. Most of the time, the classrooms that weren't being used were completely empty, or he'd run into a classroom that is being used with the students inside using it for an event looking at him weirdly as Y/N would just stand in the door, peering inside the classroom.

The thing was, the chairwoman of the Cultural Festival, Minami Sagami, is currently missing. While Hayato Hayama had sent out a massive text thread to most of the students in the school to notify him if they've seen her, they still employed the help of some people to go around looking for her. Y/N was one of them. And already, Y/N was getting frustrated. Not only did his time with Saki was interrupted, he had to go around looking for a dead weight who couldn't even do her job properly. Hayato only spoke up about the suggestion from Tobe, only to help the brown-haired girl with her flaws of not being a leader or any self-growth. But surprise, surprise, it didn't help...at all. 

After checking the most recent classroom, Y/N shut the door behind him. He began leaning up the wall and ran a hand through his spiky-blonde hair. Letting out a small sigh, he decided he won't be looking for her any longer and decided to get his sketchbook from his bag in the classroom. 

Walking to class 2-F and heading inside, he went to his desk that was near the window, about near the back of the classroom. Heading to his desk, behind Yuzuru Nakamura's, he crouches down and began digging through his bag. He was completely distracted, focused on finding his sketchbook that he didn't initially hear footsteps heading for the classroom door.

The person was about to close it before they looked inside, seeing Y/N crouched on the floor, going through his bag.

"Shiozaki?"

Y/N perked up, him turning his head around to see Saki standing at the door, a puzzled look on her face.

"Kawasaki-san?"

"Didn't I say you can use my name?"

"Uh, right...sorry," Y/N apologizes.

The blueish-haired girl sighed. "It's fine. So? What are you doing in here? I thought you went looking for that Sagami girl."

"I did. But, I don't really know where she is. Besides, why should I look for a girl who can't do her job right? If anything, I'd rather be sketching in my sketchbook."

"I see..."

Her voice trailed off and Saki began to awkwardly rub her arm, her looking away with a slight blush on her face. Y/N thought little of it and resumed back to going through his bag, looking for his sketchbook.

Once he stood up, he looked to his left, his eyes widening in amazement and in awe. Saki had walked a bit away, heading for the window of the classroom and opened it. The wind had rushed in, a gentle breeze blowing past her as her hair flowed with the wind. Y/N's senses of being a photographer then kicked in. The lighting was perfect, the position Saki was standing in was excellent, and the small smile she had on her face made everything better.

He didn't want to startle her, so he carefully made his way to his desk and sat down, prepping his materials for sketching. Bringing the pencil down onto the paper, he began to draw. Constantly looking up every now and then to examine the girl's features, he made sure to get everything right. To himself, in the current lighting, he felt that Saki was a goddess. If he made a single mistake on his drawing of her, he knew he had to start over. It had to be perfect. 

By now, Saki could hear the small scribbles and the movements of Y/N's pencil working away at the paper. She peered over slightly to see that Y/N was drawing her. While her drawing skills weren't terrible herself, but when looking at Y/N's, it was impressive. Saki could see all the shadings and the attention of detail that Y/N was putting into it. When Y/N went to look up once more to get another look at Saki's features, he paused when he sees Saki looking at him.