𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚂𝚑*𝚝.

Paintings and Butterflies (Amajiki x READER) (COLLEGE AU)

QUICK KEY:

Y/N=Your name

H/C=Hair colour

E/C=Eye colour

S/C=Skin colour

Amajiki Tamaki.

That's the name that was engraved into her brain.

Amajiki...

Tamaki.

To her, it was a beautiful name, something that should be cherished and loved. Something that when mentioned, it brought smiles, warmth, and joy into the room. To her, it was a title, only deeming worthy of the most adorable, anxious boys to exist. In other words...

"H-hey Y/N..." Amajiki started, his body trembling slightly from the autumn cold. It was that time of year where everything was dying, turning into gorgeous shades of red, orange, and yellow.

"Yeah?" The said woman turned to face the nervous boy, her warm cup of coffee/hot chocolate in her hands.

"W-well, I was wondering if you had completed your assignment for your art class--the one where you had to make a portrait of someone?"

"Yeah?"

"A-and how you chose that to be me--"

"Relax," Y/N said, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. A grin was placed on her features, her eyes closed. "I'll show it to you later, I left it in my dorm room. But no time for that, it's almost time for class!" Y/N'a hand travelled down to Amajiki's hand, and started to tug him along. He began to profoundly blush, but allowed the young woman to bring him to their first class, physics.

The UA University's campus was rather large, since there were several buildings to accommodate it. There was the main building, right in the centre of the area, then surrounding it were the extracurricular buildings, like the welding shop, art studio, photography building, and etcetera.

As they entered the main building, the halls were filled with all sorts of students. There were the freshmen, their arms filled with their books and papers. Then the juniors, who were all either going to their classes or huddling up near lockers, conversing.

Then, the seniors. What Amajiki and Y/N were. The two were chatting lowly, a few smiles and chuckles exchanged.

"No way your mother did that!" The female said, trying to stifle a laugh.

"N-no, she did. She actually c-chased down her purse robber, and won a fight against them." He said, his own smile plastered against his face.

"Out of my 22 years knowing you and your mother, I never thought she would be able to do that!" Y/N's laughter finally bubbled through, and they entered their class.

"Hey Tamaki! Y/N!" Mirio called from his desk, where Hado was seated on the top.

"Hey guys!" Y/N beamed at them, taking her seat next to them. Amajiki sat in front of them, turning to face them.

"H-hey." He said quietly, then turned around again to continue whatever book he was reading this time. Y/N caught a glance at the cover, which was a book about butterflies. She just smiled at it, knowing how bad he wanted to be an entomologist, or someone that studies bugs.

After a few minutes, the class was filled with students, and the teacher, a lazy man named Shouta Aizawa, clapped his hands and began the lesson.

It was now lunchtime where the chef, a man nicknamed "Lunch Rush". The four friends had claimed their usual table, and started eating their food.

"So, guys?" Y/N said, picking up a small clump of rice with her chopsticks (respect). "I heard you all get to be able to speak to the freshmen later today, how's that gonna go?"