"Oh Y/N, they are totally crushing on you."
In which Y/N attends Teyvat University, and meets new people and meets the one and only F5.
(Meteor Garden inspired AU)
The y/n in this story is female, sorry!
Story is only by me. (Scenes are based from M...
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Y/N slightly dropped the photo by the sudden voice, but caught it. "Childe. What am I doing here?" Y/N turned around and Childe was close to her.
"I brought you here to apologize and propose something to you." Childe backed away sitting on his fancy armchair. "Propose what?" Y/N eyes made eye contact with Childe's.
"Be my sparring partner." Childe proposed. "No, thank you." Y/N straightly declined. "Eh? Why not?" Childe made a small pout.
"Alright then, how about being my girlfriend? I'll give you everything. Trips to Liyue, Mondstat, and more. I'll even give you the clothes you're wearing right now. I will also pay for your broken phone." Childe proposed with a grin.
"That's even a big no. Go somewhere and rethink why I should take the proposition of being your girlfriend. I would take the proposition of you buying or repairing my phone, though." Y/N stated, not interested in romance.
"Still waiting for my apology. Still didn't hear 'I'm sorry,' from your mouth." Y/N smiled, with a meaning. She desired a proper apology from the loaded man.
Childe seemed amused. "I'm sorry, stepping on your phone with my shoe." Childe actually apologized. "All is forgiven, then. I better expect my new/repaired phone at my doorstep." Y/N forgave, easily.
"But will you still take my offer of being my sparring partner or girlfriend?" Childe was still on the topic of that. "Of course, not!" Y/N didn't even need to think.
"Why not? I can give everything you would like. You may keep that dress, and jewelry you have on you. Adding on, you get to spar, the Childe." Childe kept on pushing Y/N to the edge.
"Well, in this cruel world you can't, and I don't want to get everything so easily, I would like to work for it." Y/N took off her black heels and threw them straight at Childe's face, hoping it would hit him, but he dodged it.
The heels eventually fell on the floor, and surprisingly didn't hit anything.
"Goodbye, you crazy, arrogant, Mr. Tarta-something. I'll bring back these clothes to you tomorrow. Expecting my clothes to be returned too." Y/N left shoeless, and Childe was sitting there picking up the heels.
"Really amusing, and entertaining." Childe beamed a smile while looking up, seeing his ceiling.
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At night,
"Girlfriend, sparring partner? What is wrong with him? First thing on my list to avoid him, ahaha. Then avoid every F5 member I see, then my life will be completely normal and peaceful." Y/N was talking to her plushie, and herself. 'Goodnight you cruel, but good world.' Y/N now drifted to a deep sleep.
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The next morning,
"What about peaceful and a normal life?" Y/N stared at the joker card, and her leftover clothes that she left at Childe's place, also a note.
