cw: cursing, cringe 100, and mentions of fights
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The bright sun rose and before Y/N knew it, they would be waking up for school soon. just like that- RIING RIING RIING. Sound of Y/N's F/C alarm. Of course. They struggled up out of bed and stopped their alarm. They looked around before getting up and grabbing their clothes for the day. They were wearing a blue and white sweater with ripped but comfy jeans. They decided to just go with their normal black and white tennis shoes. They couldn't bother doing anything special for their hair today, so they just left it down.
After they got dressed, they continued the day with doing more before school activities such as but not limited to brushing hair and teeth. Afterwards, well, Y/N knew it was almost time for school. They grabbed their textbooks and their computer before heading down the steps to their first class of the day: English. They entered the room, like usual and sat down where they usually sat. They got out their notebook and started doodling before class started. Although they were distracted, they knew immediately when their friend Eleanor scoots next to them.
"Hey Y/N!" They chirped. You looked at them with a smile and waved. "What's up?" They asked casually. Y/N and Eleanor had been friends for a while, ever since senior year of high school because they shared the same interests and wanted to work in the same field as each other. "Oh you know, the usual. Also have you seen the new kid? Apparently he already almost got in a fight or something," Eleanor stated calmly. Y/N's eyes widened for a second. "A fight?! What is this, high school?" Eleanor laughed. "I guess so!" Their conversation was then interrupted by the door opening loudly. It was the professor! Dr. Smith. He was a good professor, he even had a doctors degree, which was pretty impressive actually.
"Hello students! Good morning!" The professor greeted. "Good morning!" Some of the students said in unison. After that, the professor then started his lecture. Apparently today they were talking about the history of language and how important it is. Or something. Y/N tried their best to focus, and usually it was a success. Only time they would nod off, was in any math related courses. It was just always like that. Anyhow, surprisingly, the door opened again. The figure walked into the room, it immediately clicked in Y/N's brain-
It was the guy from the laundromat. They could recognize that bastard anywhere. Unknowing to Y/N, they had their jaw dropped, watching him walk to go find a seat and sit down. Holy shit. Eleanor pointed this out by poking Y/N. They turned to her, their jaw back to normal. Eleanor quietly smiled "you must like that guy huh, I never knew you were a love at first sight kinda person,"
Y/N's face started burning up after Eleanor said this, as they started to explain to Eleanor why they were so shocked. Eleanor still didn't buy it though "come on, Y/N, it's normal honestly. He looks pretty cool, doesn't he?" Y/N sighed and returned to focusing on the lecture.
After the lecture, Y/N just started kinda investigating what Archer was doing here. I mean, they knew that he was a new student but — something was still wrong. They still hadn't figured out what exactly he was, and furthermore, they had not found someone to love yet.
I think Y/N knew where this was going, the next step was to just get him to talk to them. Which was.. probably gonna be harder than Y/N thought.
sigh.
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All Figured Out || Archer x Reader
Fanfiction"I've got you all figured out / you need everyone's eyes just to feel seen" Y/N was a somewhat average college student. Some of their peers would describe them as quiet. Their friends however, knew they were too curious and crazy for their own good...
