paper boats | kentaro kyotani x reader

three

three

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delinquent
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because of where i went last night, i only got three hours of sleep. that's enough for me to perform basic human functions, but not think clearly.

when i got to school i saw kyotani at a bench and plopped down next to him. i don't think he was expecting me to be so comfortable with him yet. i saw him tense up and so inched away. he immediately took notice of my disheveled look.

my sorta tousled hair, dark circles, messy uniform.  he furrowed his eyebrows and we made eye contact.

"oh, i didn't get much sleep last night." i told him.

he nodded his head in response and i took out my earbuds, holding one out.

"wanna listen?" i offered again.

he accepted my offer and i shuffled my songs.

i took out some papers and started folding a boat with one of them. he looked at me like he was confused, but decided not to ask me about it.

i finished one and took another paper to start another. folding it in half, bending the corners down, flipping the ends of the paper up. he didn't take his eyes off me. i don't mind. i just kept doing my thing.

out of the corner of my eye i saw my new friend picking at his fingers. he looked deep in thought. i wonder what he's thinking about.

when the beat dropped i stopped what i was doing to look up at him. i noticed that he was subconsciously nodding his head to the beat. he was now looking straight ahead, with his usual scowl on his face.

i took this time to observe all his features. his short, textured hair. his thin lips. my eyes went down to his jawline. then his arms. then his body. he's so... muscular. i wonder if he plays a sport.

i looked back up at his eyes, only to find him looking down at me.

"i thought you don't stare at people?" he looked at me smugly.

i felt my face get red and i averted my eyes somewhere else. "i don't! i was just um.. lost in thought."

he scoffed and rolled his eyes. "sure."

i put my head in my hands. real school is so embarrassing..

second person pov:)

when you got to class, you heard more people whispering. again? you sat at your assigned seat and made eye contact with a boy in your class. "you, new girl!!" he pointed at you. "are you really dating mad-dog?"

you were was taken aback by his sudden interest in you. "mad-dog? who's that" you asked.

he chuckled. "so you don't know about his 'reputation', huh? how amusing."

"they call him 'mad-dog' because of how he acts! he's a delinquent. always getting into fights, constantly late to class. and he's disrespectful to the third years! doesn't even show up to his practice either!! it doesn't help that he's always scowling. how can a girl as cute as you hangout with a guy like him? did he threaten you? do i need to call someone?"

your eyes widen at his boldness. this is unnecessary.

"you dont need to worry actually, we're fine. i think he's a good person, i didn't ask for anyone's input. worry about yourself and sit down. the teacher's gonna be back soon." you replied, with the fakest voice you could conjure.