The Tiger of Happiness (Taiga Aisaka x Male Reader)

Chapter 1

Damn it.

A tabloid magazine slammed into the trash bin as seventeen year old Ryuji Takasu poked at his blue hair. Before it was sent to the trash, the item in question was flipped to a headline entitled, "Fluffy bangs will give a gentle expression; gently capture women's hearts."

Gimmicks like these have never worked before. All he wanted to do was have a normal time in high school, but that was damn near impossible.

It was all genetics. For some reason, he had been cursed with the face of a thug. His eyes had an intimidating glare to them that made him look angry 24/7. No matter what overpriced gimmick he tried to use, his face would always have a threatening aura to it.

Despite his appearance, he was actually harmless to anything that wasn't unwanted messes, germs, or bacteria. After cleaning himself up, he stepped outside and started walking to the not-too-far-away Ohashi High School.

A few strangers reminded him why he hated himself. He had been lost in thought when he had bumped into other commuters.

"What?" He said; his tone was deeper than he had anticipated.

"Oh crap- it's Takasu! Here take our money; it's all we have; honest to God. We're so sorry!"

Before he could say anything, the two boys thrusted their cash at him and took off at lightning speed. Ryuji could only look down at the money in his hand. After mumbling a curse against himself, he stuffed the stolen goods into his pocket, and continued on his path to school.

That was not how he wanted to start the day.

Regardless, he pressed on, soon making it past the school's iron gates. A large mass of students had already been gathering at the center, where the list of classes was posted on the wall. Although Ryuji didn't care too much about what teacher he got, he was hoping to be in the same class as someone dear to him.

After gently moving through the sea of strangers, Ryuji scanned the large list, searching for his own name. About thirty seconds later, he found out that he was indeed in the same class with-

The sound of the shuffling of feet made him lose focus. The crowd had formed a large circle, with himself alone in the center.

Damn it; smiled again!

Before he could curse the day he was born, a gentle hand pat him on the shoulder, making him jump.

"Looks like we're in the same class today, Takasu."

"Oh, hey Kitamura."

Yusaku Kitamura wore glasses and had dark blue-green hair that matched his eyes. He was about the same height as Ryuji and was his only real friend. The two entered the building, ascended the stairs, and started walking down the hallway.

"Another new year means I have to spend all of it convincing everyone that I'm not some kind of criminal."

"You don't have to convince everyone. I mean, I know that you're a cool guy."

He's right. There are a few people that get me. That's not all; this year, I finally get to share a class with-

"Hey Kitamura!"

An excited goddess dashed over to the two boys, causing Ryuji to freeze.

"Oh, you're Takasu! You probably don't remember me, but I've seen you talking to Kitamura a few times."

For a second, he froze as the girl of his dreams started to talk to him. By some miracle he was able to clear his throat, smile, and answer:

"Hello. You're... Minori Kushieda."