First and foremost Hi everyone. This is my first fanfic/story that I am writing so please excuse the terrible writing.
This story revolves around the Main character Y/N and The Quintessential Quintuplets.
Y/N is a high school nobody, no one could...
The feeling of sun hitting my shut eyes is nice way to begin to wake up. As I begin to open my eyes I ponder on what my dream was all about. I know I heard those all before from people I've had to stop or worse. It haunts me. I know no matter how much I try to save everyone someone is going to die. I'm always having to choose between one or the other. Never both.
*sigh*
"What's the time?" I begin to roll over to grab my phone and look at the time.
Time - 7:25 am
"Huh. Not to bad. I guess having a longer sleep really helps. Any having no need to suit up helps a tone too. Mmm. Now where's my sketch book from yesterday." I exclaim as I slowly begin to rise out of bed and start to move around.
"Ah. There it is." I grab my sketch book and begin to look through some of my drawings that I've got for my new suit idea. Since my last one shredded apart by a guy in metal armour with metal swords. That was a scary time.
"Mmmm. No. No. Why the hell do I color the suit in pink? Nope. Don't want to look like a edge lord. Maybe. No. Ah ha. This, this is the one."
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This suit for me screams Spiderman. I mean I always loved a red and blue color scheme. Plus I want something that feels. Friendly. Something that whenever people see theses colors, they now that everything will be fine.
"Now all I need to do is get the sizing down and send over the spandex. Then I'll begin to add my logo and some little details." I say in my rampage of joy.
*sigh*
"Don't interfere with my boss's business?" I say pondering on what that concrete...ah...concrete whatever said. My boss's business?
"What business? What are you planning? Who's involved? And more importantly, who the hell is your boss?" I continue to ask myself those questions for a handful of minutes out-loud.
"Agh. What's the-" I turn to look at the time on my phone and well. Shit.
Time - 8:18 am
"Oh. F***king. SHIT!!!!!" I am panicking.
Time-Skip
3rd Person POV:
Fuutarou walks into school grounds looking more than just tired. He looks Annoyed. As Fuutarou continues to walk to his destination which is class (The nerd). He looks at class 2-2, to see if Y/N has come to school at a decent time. And to his utter surprise. He isn't.
"I am not surprised honestly. *sigh* Doesn't he care about his grades or something?" Fuutarou mutters to himself.
Fuutarou continues to his class of 2-1. Fuutarou being the top student is also in the top class (NERD). Although Fuutarou is the top student Academically, however. He is definitely not even a average social person, in-fact. Fuutarou is probably just behind Y/N is social skills.
