She grabbed the board eraser and turned over to Kurapika. Waving a hand goodbye, she walked away.
Kurapika stared at the smudged chalkboard and walked over picking up a piece of chalk himself and began to write, Y/n looked back as his joined up handwriting was visualised on the board.
𝐼𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓃𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝒹𝒶𝓎?
Y/n walked back and picked up another piece of chalk.
𝘠𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺.
'Let's try some more, OK?'
Y/n nodded.
Seconds turned to minutes. Differing facial expressions and giggles, here and there.
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A large display of conversations between the two of them. You would be surprised how close they had seemed even though they had just met a few minutes ago.
Y/n stared at the board, eyes widened with shock. She was tense all over, shaking like a leaf in a thunderstorm.
'OH MY! I'M SORRY! PRETTY OBNOXIOUS OF ME, RIGHT? ME?! YOUR FIRST FRIEND?! SORRY! I JUST GOT CARRIED AWAY!' Kurapika was exclaiming whilst frantically rubbing out the statement with a rubber.
𝘚𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 :𝘋
'Huh?'
Y/n clutched her blazer tightly, a snake-ish smile creeping across her face. And off she went, out of the classroom, running.
'Y/n!' Hand stretched out, Kurapika called for her.
Taking everything in, his face went a strawberry red.
Kurapika POV
Thus, the curtain rose on my unordinary high school life.
My goal is to help Y/n to get better at talk-
Wait...
Difficulty talking to people and socialising in general...sounds awfully bad.
It's almost like she can't communicate.
OH, I GET IT NOW!
So my goal is t̶o̶ ̶h̶e̶l̶p̶ ̶Y̶/̶n̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶g̶e̶t̶ ̶b̶e̶t̶t̶e̶r̶ ̶a̶t̶ ̶t̶a̶l̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶p̶e̶o̶p̶l̶e̶ to cure her communication disorder and help her make 99 more friends.
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Sasai na yorokobi tachi wo
Sodatete ikimasen ka?
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